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I wish I wuz

 

I wish I wuz

  • the kind of person who has everything in its place. No bags of receipts hidden in the closet, no pile of clothes on the towel rack table in the bathroom, no clutter all over  the breakfast bar, kitchen counter, couch, and ottoman (ditto on the electric keyboard). … something homey to come home to. Something ready for when company comes. Knowing that I don’t have to be sure there’s no ring around the water in the toilet. The bed is made and you can’t write “dust me” into the furniture. The dining room table has a beautiful bouquet, and settings all ready for a Pinterest-inspired meal. Instead, it’s covered with papers, napkins, shopping bags, books, calendars, a half eaten bag of chips, junk mail, a fan (it’s January!), my laptop, and a skir You know, the stuff of life. I wish I wuz the sort of person that could say, “Come over anytime; you’re always welcome!” Instead, I need 3 months’ notice. (Actually, I can make it presentable in 3 minutes – but don’t try opening that closet door).

 

I wish I wuz the kind of person who has everything in its place.

Or who has one.

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