i’m going to piddle

The other day, Wesley and I were sitting on the couch discussing how we were going to take advantage of the children’s naps.

‘I’m going to go mow the lawn and trim that tree,’ Wes said decidedly. ‘What are you going to do?’.

‘I’m going to piddle.’

‘What’s that?’ he asked.

‘Well. First I’m going to take these booklets out to the car. There I’ll notice that the car needs to be cleaned out. I’ll take a load quietly upstairs where I’ll see some kitchen laundry that needs to be put away. I’ll go back downstairs to the kitchen where I’ll see the sink of dishes and start to do those. I’ll notice a toy on the ground and start to bend over to pick it up, but then I’ll see the handprints on the cabinet and suddenly I’m wiping down all surfaces in the kitchen. I’ll then trip over the toy. So I’ll grab it and take it to the den where I’ll notice a house plant drooping. I’ll go back to the kitchen to grab some water and begin to water all plants down stairs. I’ll notice the dust gathered around the pots and make a mental note to grab a rag when I’m back in the kitchen. But then I’ll realize its been a while since I’ve checked on Ivy so I’ll go back upstairs to see if she’s still asleep. If she miraculously is, I’ll take a load of diapers downstairs to the garage to the trash. On the way through the hall, I’ll pop in to use the restroom only to discover an elephant taking a bath in the sink and water everywhere. I’ll continue on to the the garage to take the diapers out and venture back to the kitchen where I’ll stand wondering what I was supposed to be doing there (getting a rag for the bathroom. oh and all that dust). Then I’ll step on a cheerio, sigh, and grab the broom for the 3rd time. Then Ivy will wake up. And I’ll go back upstairs to get her while I try to remember to grab whatever’s on the stairs waiting on a ride up. I’ll sit in my chair and nurse her and wonder what exactly got accomplished. That’s what piddling is.’

‘Gosh,’ he said with a slight grimace. I laughed.

And off we went.

A day in the life. Kids on swing.jpg

 

 

 

About A Story of Us

My grandparents 57th wedding anniversary and my first wedding anniversary motivated to journal the adventures life brought our way . I hope to amuse the friends and family I have all over the country and, when I am my grandmothers age, look back at what I have written and chuckle. It's been four years since I began and the snickers I bring myself as I look back propel me to write on. Cheers to the future and happy memories of the past.
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2 Responses to i’m going to piddle

  1. Darlene Harrison says:

    E X A C T L Y !!!

  2. RaeAnne says:

    I piddle quite a bit myself. 🙂 Love the picture!

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