Some days I’m so bored I feel like running off with the first guy who shows up at the door. And yet that mightn’t get me any further if he’s the milkman, since he lives a couple of streets away.
The same boring routine, day in, day out. Get up. Get the coffee going. Yell up the stairs to wake everyone up. Fry up some bacon and eggs. Slather up some PB and J sandwiches to go. Chug-a-lug breakfast. Hurry everyone out the door.
Watch some TV. Read a little. Eat a lot. Nap.
OMG! Half-an-hour ’til they’re home!
Hurry!!!
(Note: Enjoy more 100-word stories based on the photo prompt at…
https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/12/16/18-december-2015/
hugmamma's MIND, BODY and SOUL 
I think at least those naps is something that most people would envy… I think we all need some variation in our lives.
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hugs for stopping by and commenting, bjorn…will be returning to Friday fictioneers, so i’ll be “reading” your stories again…
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Talk about art imitating life! I imagine THIS is how a lot of people feel… sadly. Nice story, mama!
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hugs for stopping by…and commenting.
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Funny!
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Thank you. That’s exactly the reaction I was going for…
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Funny story about every day existence. I like it.
Tracey
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I wasn’t sure where I was going with this…until I went there. Thanks for visiting and commenting…
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They always say the grass is greener on the other side — I’ve got 3-1/2 years until I can experience the same thing! I can’t wait!
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Ha. ha. You know this is…fiction. The only women I know who could reside in la-la land all day are…the Housewives of Beverly Hills.
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Hilarious, Hugmamma. It’s so true. for some. I loved the part about the milkman.. 😀 — Suzanne
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In the good ole’ days that use to be the joke…running off with the milkman. Truth be told…my mom had a thing with ours. She was a widow; he was married. Not happily, I gather. I don’t know. I was only a kid at the time.
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