Heidi Aphrodite

You know.  That time you slept in past 7 on a legal holiday, and woke up and decided not to shower yet because the sprinklers were on and there were about 80 loads of laundry in a line outside the laundry room door and maybe your sister hadn’t gotten up yet?

And you just went about your day, doing your part of the 80 loads of laundry and changing your sheets and folding things and putting shoes away and avoiding cleaning your desk and fluffing pillows and thinking about how nice it would be to have a clothesline (and hearing your great-grandmothers say either “get yourself out of bed earlier so it’s dry faster!” or “good heavens, use the dryer!  Don’t put yourself through what we did!”) and puttering around in the sewing room?

And then suddenly it was 6 PM and you realized that you had neither showered nor brushed your teeth and maybe it’s a really GOOD thing you couldn’t go to your aunt’s house to have grilled chicken and hold your cousin’s new baby?

You know, THAT time?

Yeah.  That would be now.  Good thing I’m going to bed in the next 20 minutes, eh?