Three More Days And Two More Nights
Could it be that the month of May is almost over? Could it be that this 31 days blogging challenge is coming to an end? Could it be that only three more posts remain to torture those who dared to take this challenge? Could it mean that three posts hence I can sleep without being awakened by the thought that I forgot to post that day? Could it be that the days of racking my brain what to write next are coming to an end? Will I make it three more days without resorting to submitting a single market report? What's wrong with market reports? Nothing, nothing I suppose... but it's my dream not to write a market report. If I had my druthers, I'd be dreaming about white beaches and coconut trees, not market reports.
Could it be that Carl & Ceil and Dale will finally be released from making comments on my posts? Could they be saying, finally they won't have to keep tabs on my deadline? Will we remain friends after three more days and two more nights? Will my husband say finally he'll have a home cooked meal and clean underwear? To that I'd say, oh honey, it's only three more days and two more nights!
Could it be that three more days, two more nights, wait... is this a dream? Don't wake me... I'm enjoying this dream now. Or maybe it's better to let this dream end, only tell me the ending when it does. I'm doing a happy dance in my head. Three more days, two more nights... oh no, what will I post about for the three more days and two more nights?