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Writer's picturePaula F. Hill

a clean sweep


Man, oh man, did yesterday SUCK!!

Late for the first thing, that lead to being tardy to every subsequent appointment.

Traffic didn’t cooperate, no matter how much I yelled.

The dog bolted from the front door and wouldn’t go back inside (thought I was abandoning him again, bless his heart.) Finally convinced him by shouting TREAT and slammed the door when he came inside.

The bridge was up and it was too late to go around.

Everyone seemed so cheerful and happy every which way I turned.

Made me even more sour.

And foul-mooded. Yes, it IS a word, damnit!

My new turquoise earring dropped and rolled under the bathroom counter tile, never to be seen again.

As I clambered out of my car at the third client’s, I discovered a coffee stain growing in great proportions on my shirt front, in the worst possible spot.

Skipped lunch to try to make up time, like the cheery pilot’s voice on the plane intercom, but that didn’t happen!

Reheating my pasta dinner lead to a seared pan.

The DVD stopped playing smack dab in the middle of the nail-biting scene of a murder mystery.

Tossed and tossed and turned and pain shot up my side to my shoulders and throbbed until I begged forgiveness last night. It went on well into the morning hours.

Yesterday, NOTHING, not one damned thing, turned in my favor.

Oh, but that was YESTERDAY.

I’ve slept (sort of) since then.

This morning, things are altogether different already.

  • Slurped my coffee with uncurtled cream.

  • I found matching socks, and clean panties (yes, this counts as a GOOD thing.)

  • The dog didn’t bolt in front of me on our morning walk.

  • I have plenty of time to write this and post it before my first appointment.

  • The client confirmed and told me she’s thrilled to have me come over and help her sort her five bedroom house.

I can let YESTERDAY GO.

I'm guessing this is a Good Day for a GOOD DAY!

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