My aching waist is complaining
Desire to spend a life time with you
Is being confined within the four walls
Upkeep of which is slowly throttling my will
The aching heart is no match
For the constant reminder
Of the pain from areas I did not know exist
A clean floor reflects my sweaty face
As I ensure that it does not drop
And ruin a beautiful day
I don’t know what I am talking about
As the sunny day outside
Mocks my darkened face
A little humor maybe
To uplift my sagging spirit
As I contemplate the sun will set
Before I call it a day
Fleeting Muse 
Do I detect a bit of negativity in your day – is it just in the humor of your day?
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Trying to clean up after four months of remodeling. Two and half daysr gone and counting. Memorial Day will be gone in cleaning. Have to have a little humor to survive.
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I really like how you ended this.
I saw your previous comment. It may seem like a wasted holiday, but if it means all your work is finally done, it will be worth it. July Fourth isn’t far away.
Have a great week.
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July 4th weekend will be in Vancouver, BC (actually 5 – 7).
Wife is pleased with the result, so sweat well spent😊. But poor back is still complaining😢
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Happy wife, happy life.
(Well, maybe not for your back)
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😂😂😂
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Beautiful written – loved the end
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Thank you so much.
Need a little humor to survive the arduous task of cleaning up after nearly four months of remodeling work. Still may be a month left but at least got the kitchen back.
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Wow. That is great
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