Sitting in my chair
Watching the news
Staring at the TV
Drinking hot tea
Blowing my nose
Staring at the TV
Chomping on Halls
Taking pills
Staring at the TV
Reading books
Words with friends (Play with me!)
Staring at the TV
After three days
Now it seems
That my TV
Is staring back at me!
Can you tell it’s been a rough three days stuck in a chair with a bad cold? I’ve resorted to writing bad poetry and the most positive person I know is my news girl on WBZ, Kerry Connolly. Really – she is. They were talking about a new book Minimalist Parenting. It basically said parents are doing too much, feeling guilty about not getting everything done and they should begin editing calendars and to-do lists. All the while they were talking they were showing parents at the playground, picking up toys, carting the kids around, etc. When they returned to the anchor desk, Kerry says, “Thats my life in a nut shell.” David Wade asks her if she feels that way too and she says, “No. I like it. It’s fun.”
You have to watch Kerry everyday to understand this. This woman gets up at 1:30 am and is in my bedroom, on my TV screen, at 4:30 am laughing and joking with David. And she has a husband and young children. When I was her age and had a husband and young children, I used to think I pulled off a major coup dragging myself out of bed at 5:30 am, arriving at school at 8 am, and being in my doorway, smiling, at 8:30 am when the children arrived. I don’t think Kerry ever drags herself out of bed – even at 1:30 am. You should see her do the Pet Parade. ‘Nough said.
When you sit in a chair for three days straight and have nothing to do but stare at the TV, your mind does funny things. ‘Course, the decongestants, inhalants and cough medicine might have something to do with that, too. I climbed out of the chair to wash my breakfast dish, fix my Internet, and brush my teeth. Bam. Cough, sneeze, sniffle, repeat. Relegated back to the chair. Sherrie Shepard from The View was on Rachael Ray. Just as I plopped back down in the chair, grabbing tissues on the way, she says:
“Live your best life.”
Today, bad poetry and staring at the TV IS my best life. Kudos to you, Kerry Connolly.
And so, as another day goes by, we do the best we can with what the morning brings us, and…I have written.
Ooh – hope you feel better soon!
🙂