I have ten minutes to write this post.
As I write this post, my daughter is insisting I take our puppy out even though I just took him out and I have ten minutes to write this post. I just took a minute to tie shoes because we have to leave in less than ten minutes to get to tumbling classes, our new Friday commitment (what was I thinking?!) I've scarfed down an early dinner because I won't want to cook after 7 and I'll be starving or I would have been if I didn't eat so much Irish soda bread we baked after school to redeem the horrible loaf we made on Wednesday (never rose- must have left out the baking soda). And now it's 7 minutes to write this post. "Help!" from the basement. Oh no- this will definitely cut into the 6 remaining minutes I have to say something interesting, relevant, wise or profound. Now the puppy won't leave the basement and there are 5 minutes to go. Four minutes to go and now I'm feeling the pressure that this post has gone nowhere. I had ten minutes to write this post. My daughter wants to leave early so there goes my remaining 3 minutes. Happy Friday.
7 Comments
3/5/2021 02:36:34 pm
Ha ha you did it! Sometimes the craziest times bring out something fresh and charming, like this post! I enjoyed this glimpse into your Friday rush, family, and mind.
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Cara Wegrzyn
3/5/2021 02:36:56 pm
Perfect Slice for a Friday!! I can feel the time ticking and the urgency to write. I'm grateful for this reminder that what's important to is just write.
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Jackie Higgins
3/5/2021 02:46:20 pm
I found myself reading faster and faster as you counted down. Ah, the power of words!
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3/5/2021 04:07:48 pm
My Friday was equally frantic. Thank goodness we can sleep it off tomorrow. And thanks for putting Irish Soda Bread into my brain! I'll be making some tomorrow.
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3/5/2021 04:41:45 pm
Wow, I wouldn't have been able to get anything written in 10 minutes! I loved how you showed the frazzled hurry so many of us live in right now, pulled in so many different directions as so many parts of our lives collide!
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3/5/2021 04:49:23 pm
I felt your sense of urgency...it was like I could see an imaginary sand timer quickly draining the last of its contents. Glad you wrote even though you only had (less than) 10 minutes!
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