I swiped at my alarm clock and groaned.
Can I get up this minute? I can.
“But it won’t be easy,” I moaned.
Today would be especially tricky.
I was driving the kids to school.
Hubby left this morning at 5:30
And I still had much to do.
I packed the lunches last night
To ease this morning’s frenzy.
But no matter how I tried
Finding PE shirts—I came up empty!
I looked for 30 minutes or 40.
I peered in closets, behind beds.
Yes, I need to do more sorting.
Laundry folding is a chore I dread.
I looked in vain, I confess.
Where could the shirts be?
How to solve this mess?
Maybe my friends could help me.
I texted Marti with my phone.
Then called Elaine just in case.
But her son was sick at home.
So I called Michelle at her place.
She would send a shirt, no worries.
Her son found me as the bell rang.
I thanked him and went in a hurry.
“We made it,” I sang.
I am so grateful for friends.
They help out when you you’re in a jam.
Good friends are happy to lend.
And I’m glad to help them when I can.
I really must catch up on my chores.
There’s a gigantic clean clothes pile.
But sorting clothes is such a bore.
And blog writing is more my style!
I looked for those shirts—it’s a fact.
I tried to be Superwoman.
The shirts pulled a disappearing act.
And even Superwoman needs a hand!