“Should Be . . .”

 

            I should be collecting all of my Thanksgiving decorations into a neat pile to make packing them away for the next year easier.

            I should be dressed in my work-out clothes, ready to run out the door and charge into my day.

 

            I should be making the beds, jotting down the grocery list, paying the bills, adding up our accounts.

            I should be organizing the Christmas gifts that need to go out in this week’s mail, double checking to make certain I’m still within my holiday budget.

            I should be trimming the hedges, raking the leaves, and tidying the gardens before cold and rain return.

            I should be working on my novel, reading a new book, scanning those old photographs into the computer.

            I should be focusing on the “next” plan, calculating how to reach my newest goal, and determining the next step to take.

            I should be---BUT I’M NOT!

            Instead, I linger in bed, a lazy cat following beams of sunshine.

            Instead, I flirt shamelessly with inactivity.

            Instead, I prop my feet up while Bitstrip searching.

            Instead, I listen to Padme’s purr and Koi’s soft snore.

            Instead, I savor the solitude of morning.

            Instead, I luxuriate in slow motion.

            Instead, I drift from thought to thought and dabble in dawdling.

 

Copyright 2013 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman