She went down her to-do list as she lay in bed. Just a few more minutes under the covers, and then she would get going. But before her feet hit the floor the ringing of the phone shattered the silence and her well laid plans for the day. A long conversation with someone precious put her an hour behind. She tried to shake off the feeling of frustration, but her words and actions reflected her mood. Everything seemed to conspire to put her further and further behind. All she could think about were the things she would never have time to do.
She mumbled and complained her way through the errands she needed to run – feeling sorry for herself. It seemed she never managed to do the things she longed to do. Life always had a way of tripping her up with its big, heavy feet.
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