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A Very Sad Story

In the afternoon of a hot day the realization hit me.  The children were all downstairs playing, watching T.V., or reorganizing the food storage.  I couldn't hear them except very softly.  I was so tired.  The bed was made but inviting me.  I saw opportunity.

I laid down, closed my eyes and allowed my mind to free fall.  Colors started to organize themselves into pictures.  I could almost make out the images.

Almost.

The doorbell rang.

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  1. RiahliAugust 17, 2010 at 6:22 AM

    Uggggg...this is a very sad story indeed. I feel sorry for who ever was at the door. That would have been a bad situation if it was at my house because those moments of quiet where you get to lay down and drift are GOLDEN and should never be interrupted! ;)

    {Says the mom who has not experienced a moment like that anytime in the last five years...}

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  2. June Freaking CleaverAugust 17, 2010 at 7:49 AM

    I take it that it wasn't Publisher's Clearinghouse at the door then.

    Because if it were, every day you could drift off to dreamland while you paid people to care for/tend to the kids, as well as someone to answer the door BEFORE the doorbell rang, and dispatch the visitor in a jiffy.

    Maybe I should finally send Pride & Prejudice back to Netflix, watching it repeatedly has caused me to covet servants.

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  3. CountessLaurieAugust 17, 2010 at 9:43 AM

    That is a sad, and indeed tragic, story. I wish you many more moments of swirling colors....

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  4. JeanieAugust 17, 2010 at 9:50 AM

    That is a very sad story! I hate when that happens to me. If it's not the door, it's my kids. I had to give up the idea of having a nap a long time ago.

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  5. CherylAugust 17, 2010 at 5:05 PM

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  6. M-CatAugust 18, 2010 at 9:01 AM

    That's when you ignore doorbell, instruct children to be quiet and pretend no one is home.

    Oh, that isn't the right thing to do?

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