The Morning Before Chritmas
It was the morning before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a cat, and there are three of them. The stockings were hung from the bookshelves with care because let's face it there is no fireplace. The children were still sleeping, dreaming of electronics, video games and such. The husband was snoring at 5 am, so I got out of bed to start the day early. I sat in the kitchen, drinking my tea, thinking about all the things that had to be done before the next day. With pencil in hand I began to make notes. "Look at this list. Where do I start? I'm not sure it can be done all in one day." So I let out a big sigh and started my work. Halfway through the morning the others awoke. The list was half done, will I get any help? After each finished their breakfast, I smiled a big smile. " Before you decide to plop yourself down in front of the TV or run outside to play, I have a few chores that you need to get done." Oh, they whined...