Thursday, January 30, 2014

Perfecting service

The theory goes that one will feed the cat and grab a shirt for Him while one is at it. That's the theory. Of course the reality looks more like trying to hang out some laundry while the cat is helping. Now we respect the cat... that is to say its tendency to attack is well known and respected. Well fear kinda shuts down thought processes. So it looks more like dodge the cat while doing stuff and forget the shirt.

Then just as one is snuggled down about to drift off to sleep that voice will enquire "where's my shirt?"
Now that is a question that is designed to grate the nerves. Why? Oh it's not just the guilt for forgetting the shirt or annoyance at forgetting something so basic. It's that He knows where the damn thing is. 

So out of bed one scampers to get His blasted shirt. There might be some muttering about Him having legs and sleep... might be.
Sighs grace... it's a growth area

1 comment:

ancilla_ksst said...

Hahaha! Yup. Like that.