Don't Want Tos
I have a bad case of the don't want tos...
My husband is at work. My younger child is at camp. I could be accomplishing all sorts of things. But, I don't want to. I don't want to wash the dishes. I don't want to wash and put away the laundry. I don't want to grade papers. I don't want to clean my house. I don't want to garden. I don't want to cook. I don't want to do much of anything today. I just don't want to.
Was it too much Christmas excitement? Has it been the stress of the past year?
I am tired. I am worn. I feel trampled upon and worn thin (though my hips would note otherwise).
Perhaps the moment of just being alone insists upon rest.
My husband is at work. My younger child is at camp. I could be accomplishing all sorts of things. But, I don't want to. I don't want to wash the dishes. I don't want to wash and put away the laundry. I don't want to grade papers. I don't want to clean my house. I don't want to garden. I don't want to cook. I don't want to do much of anything today. I just don't want to. Was it too much Christmas excitement? Has it been the stress of the past year?
I am tired. I am worn. I feel trampled upon and worn thin (though my hips would note otherwise).
Perhaps the moment of just being alone insists upon rest.
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