Friday, November 13, 2009

Whose Fault Is It, Anyway?

It's Bill's fault that this apartment is an absolute mess

It's Bill's fault that I sit here with hair that needs washing

It's Bill's fault that I'm up at 2am instead of getting the sleep I need

It's his fault that I stumble around empty packing boxes stacked up all over the apt.

It's his fault that the laundry (washed, dried and folded ) sits in the basket beside my  desk  instead of being put away where it belongs..

It's his fault that I have cereal for lunch ...  milk and crackers for supper.. instead of making the effort to go to the grocery store

 It's  MUST be his fault

1 comment:

  1. You're so funny. What did we do before we had computers? Blessings


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