DAILY SNACK

Cough, cough.

Moan, groan. HONK!

That’s my husband.

Colum is willfully refusing to put on any article of clothing,

Irene is clinging to me with every fiber of her snot-smeared little body

And I have no idea how I am going to prepare and serve three meals plus snacks today.

Never mind any other household chores that need doing.

Never mind any sort of stimulating activity for the children.

Never mind my looming deadline

And assorted other projects I’d like to get started on.

Never mind my sanity.

There’s always next week.

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