The Present Tense
In which MomBrain plods through an unexpected snow day and contemplates an island of nothingness.
Taking a cue from the surprisingly twitter-esque This Woman’s Work:
What the Little Guy is doing right now: Playing with two neighbor boys, racing around the house in his karate belt looking for markers and scissors (I’m afraid to ask).
What the Big Guy is doing right now: Talking on his cell phone to a Japanese colleague who doesn’t speak fluent English, speaking slowly and clearly, trying to sound professional even with the screams in the background.
What Kitty is doing right now: Are you kidding? Hiding, probably under the big bed.
What MomBrain is doing right now: Listening to the boys, in case of blood or tears. Thinking about all the grand ideas I have for essays, and feeling too tired to even begin. Thinking about the books piled on my nightstand, but too tired to read. Thinking about the cluttered closet, the mountain of laundry, the dishwasher that needs unloading, but feeling too tired to do any of it. Thinking about the 4830 emails in my Inbox, but feeling too tired to open any of it. Thinking about the 32 self-portraits drawn by the Little Guy’s classmates that I promised to scan, but feeling too tired to push the On button. Reminding myself that if I eat the dark chocolate in the pantry I will feel even more tired. considering a cup of tea. wishing for a nap. realizing i have stopped using capital letters, but feeling too tired to fix them.