Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Not waving, drowning.

Oh. My. Hell.

I am so swamped. What sadist suggested that one could be a full-throttle mother, teacher, writer, researcher, keep house, tend plants, have a life? I'm as committed a feminist as anyone, but it's possible that we can't do everything--and by "we" I don't mean "women" but "people."


Blue Cheese said...

I hear you. And I have yet to procreate! Or wax poetic!

Leslie said...

Check out Verse Daily today. There's a poem there you might like.

the rebel lettriste said...

when in doubt, go easy on the house-cleaning. Ain't nobody ever died from dust bunnies. Also, water the plants and forego all other cares.

The kids and the work and the eating and the sleeping. Those are what counts.