“I Can’t Get No…”
I woke up the next day to eight inches of new snow. Whatever
desire I had to be an adult that day drained from my body.
Someone needed to shovel the snow. Abigail and Randy were in
court that day. They were relying on me
to generally hold down the fort. I’d promised Dr. Deb I’d unclog a slow drain.
“Or,” I said to the dog, “I could call in sick, read my
book, and later watch a football game between teams with more than one
direction in their name. The Northeast
Idaho State Wiley Weasels versus the Southwest Louisiana Marauding Mugwamps.”
I got dressed, shoveled the snow, went to work, and later
unclogged the drain. Instead of feeling guilty and lazy, I felt satisfied I’d
met my responsibilities.
Today I’ll find the satisfaction in meeting my responsibilities.
Fawlty Showers is
a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might
know is purely coincidental.
Other works by Ken Montrose are available at:
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