Yes, I had about a million things to do this weekend, but sometimes you have to say screw it to laundry, homework, and grocery shopping and do things that will mean more than checking off a to-do list.
And if a homemade cappuccino and giving the dead plant museum on my scrubby-looking patio
a bit of a boost with some perky new flowers and once over with a stiff broom means that the dishes don't get washed until tomorrow...well, is that really the end of the world?
Okay, don't pose that question to my mother, but really? Outside of childbirth, jail, an audit or a funeral, just about everything can be rescheduled when you decide that today is the day when you just shut the door on the chaos inside and enjoy the sun.
