momofsixkids60
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This sounds absurd, but after a day like today, I get a big frickin fly in my room! And he is flying around mr room like a bomber during WWII. And of course no one is in ear shot of my low growling noises because they just happen to close the varmint in with me. How convenient. And the only thing that came to me wasEmily Dickinson's poem, "I heard a fly buzz when I die, the stilness in the air was like te stillness in the room". I hadn+'t thought about that since fifth grade poetry class. Huh, must have meant something at the time or maybe I'm cleaning house starting with attic.
Maybe that+'s what I should be doing in my house. Nah, the dust will still be there tomorrow.
I don't like these one sidedconversations. If somebody doesn't speak up I will have to talk to my hubby and that would just be cruel punishment for me.
Maybe that+'s what I should be doing in my house. Nah, the dust will still be there tomorrow.
I don't like these one sidedconversations. If somebody doesn't speak up I will have to talk to my hubby and that would just be cruel punishment for me.