I should be putting away laundry. I really need to clean the kitchen. The vacuum needs attention. There is an unidentified smell in the family room. But for a moment, I don’t care.
Right now I’m enjoying a moment. A little stolen moment where I can sit and do nothing. Currently I am watching a trashy tv show, drinking some coffee, and am snuggled under a quilt on the couch.
This stolen piece of time will not last long. The babies will wake up, and my responsibilities will come running down the stairs and once again steal back my time.
I love my time thieves, but sometimes I just need to take small pieces back.