I Like to Manage My Own Time

The dog and I are having a great time this morning playing tug-of-war. My wife is ironing clothes.

“What time is it?” she asks.

“It’s 7:22. Are you trying to tell me to stop playing around and go to work?”

“No, I’m trying to time it so I can stop ironing and make Casey’s breakfast before he has to go to school.”

“Apology accepted.”

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