Tea is cold/Kid is cute

I woke up early this morning, before everyone else. I had this great idea that I could do the laundry, do yoga, run lines for my play, have a cup of tea, and take a shower before anyone else woke up.

I turned on the kettle and took out my script.
I checked my phone to see if anything urgent needed my urgent attention. It didn’t.
I played with my phone for another 10 minutes.
The kettle whistled.
I turned it off and unrolled my yoga mat.
Wanting some ocean breeze while I saluted the sun, I tried to open the sliding door.
It was stuck, so I went in search of wd-40.
I couldn’t find any, so I emptied the wash from last night into the dryer.
I turned the kettle back on.
The yoga mat still lay in the sun.
The kettle whistled.
I made some tea.
I emptied the dishwasher while I waited for it to steep.
“It’s nice to have a dishwasher,” I thought. I stacked the dishes the dishwasher didn’t wash in the sink.
I couldn’t decide between yoga and the script.

“Mommy,” came C’s sweet little voice from the hallway, “Mommy, I had a dream about riding my bike around our house but there were rocks in the way so I used my blasters to leap over them, then bazood them.”

We did yoga together.
I tried to work on lines while C ate breakfast and watched Lunar Jim.
It was not super possible.

I went for my tea. It is cold. But my kid is cute.

refusing to get dressed.
refusing to get dressed.
scaring birds.
scaring birds.
driving on the rails.
driving on the rails.

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