Bits and Pieces
When oh when does the To-Do list end?
Will I be free, ever again?
Alas, it seems not, til my kids are grown
And all have To-Do lists of their own
How do I cope? What do I do?
Especially since Husband is gone (boo hoo hoo)
I break it down bit by bit
Enough to swallow, enough to fit
Into my day filled with running and toys
And cooking and cleaning and and a girl and two boys
I try to have no more than three or four
To-Do items each day (but sometimes it's more)
So beginning each week I sort it all out
I list and then move the items about
Until all the things fit and deadlines are met
And then I feel like I am all set
It's not overwhelming a step at a time
And now I'm done with this silly old rhyme.