Real or Fantasy?
by Miranda



You put forth a reasonable request. Could I water the plants? The soil is dry. Our plants are parched.

I was filled with promises.

Well, I sorta promised. Not really, but at least you left without getting on my case.

What did I do that day anyway? The usual craziness, but all of that is lost in the sea of everyday events.

Oops, forgot to fit in one thing....the plants. They'll survive one more day, won't they?

It's 7:00pm. I'm happy see your headlights in the driveway. I'm even happier when I greet your tired eyes by the door. Another day draws to a close. You don't even ask about the plants.

The next morning was a regular deja vu experience. Only this time, I swore up and down that I'd water the plants. Really I will. Really.

What did I promise? Doesn't matter anyway.

Gosh, the day went by faster than yesterday. I did manage to win a cute Care Bear on ebay though. Life is good.

Oh look, Mike is home already. Star Trek is on tonite and it's not a repeat. As I said before, life is good.

Time for bed! Good thing too, cause I'm unusually tired.

You want to know if I've watered the plants? I know I didn't keep my promise. But I'm tired, I don't want to go downstairs. I know I promised. I know I promised. FINE!! I'll go! Geez.

Never did return to bed that night after I watered those plants. The guest room works equally well. Dreamed all night about plants. Ugh.

The guilt is killing me. The morning arrives and you leave for work. I run for the computer. I e-mail an apology and literally ask for a spanking. I know, I know, but as I said before, the guilt was killing
me.

Two nights later. No spanking yet. The guilt is gone. Time heals all wounds.

Bedtime already. What did you say? What do you mean that I never watered the plants. Of course I did, don't you remember our conversation? The apologetic email? DONT YOU REMEMBER ANYTHING YOU BIG FREAKING MORON?

Oops. Um...oops. Temporary Insanity? Must have been.

Calmly you brush your teeth.

I have no choice. The guilt is leaking out my ears and onto my jammies. I must fetch that paddle on my own. It's for my own good.

You take the paddle from me and teach me a lesson in manners...and keeping promises.

I promise I'll remember next time. Really I will. Really.


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