the business end

ever have one of
those

mornings

where you 

hit the ground running?

wasn't the plan

it just 

is.

could 

have something to do with

special droppings

delivered

by a shih tzu
who gives you a look
of complete confusion
by your unanticipated
reaction

could be that.

bad girl

very bad girl

echoed through the

house.

quickly followed
by a loud
Kenmore

with heart pumping

i follow

this drive forward

blankets in the laundry

disassemble a couch

for a good sweeping

and deodorizing

air out pillows

curtains down 

in preparation for

another load

(of laundry, that is)

windows washed

at 7 a.m.

i am already congratulating

myself

on a day 

well lived

if my accomplishments are

any reflection

the base boards have been painted

with a shout of

fini

everything back to normal

ladders put away

brushes cleaned

paint cans in storage

a wonderful dinner served

with a smile

and a glass of wine

lest i forget

a trip to the fabric store

 a sitting at the machine

where four new pillow covers

are constructed

to welcome 

Spring

yeah...

that kind of morning.

all because

a dog and her owner

had a little

spat.