Sometimes I procrastinate. I sit down intending to write but when the words don’t come easy, my mind wanders…I notice the things I normally overlook- like the dog, sleeping peacefully on the couch in my office.
I think, aw, isn’t that sweet. Then- I hope she’s not cold. Maybe I should cover her up.
I look down at Maggie peacefully sleeping and think- isn’t that sweet?
She looks like a little old lady who’s fallen asleep while reading a good book. So, I find her a good book. Then I see my dad’s glasses and think- Hey, I should add these, too. 
She opens her eyes and peers up at me, probably thinking this can’t possibly be happening.
By now I’ve forgotten all about writing. Hyperactive Maggie is not even moving! Seriously- How often does an opportunity like this come along? Certainly never. So I think, what about a hat?
She is still NOT moving! This is incredible…Amazing even…So I try on another hat…
And screw around with my dog for so long that by the end of the day, I have written only one sentence…
The last time I saw Anthony Petrocelli, he shoved a dirt-encrusted statuette into my arms and said, “A big nose and little tits ain’t no reason not to dance.”
1 comment:
Oh my gosh, Nancy, that is just hilarious! You had me laughing out loud when I saw it earlier, then I showed it to Tom when he came home and he got a big kick out of it, too. And this is exactly the kind of thing I do when I'm procrastinating, too.
Maggie is such a sweet and tolerant dog!
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