NOTE: This entry is part of my "Personification Series" where I personify the days of the week into people.
She is a mother, juggling all the daily activities and appointments.
She moves in and out of the family mini van, her arms always loaded with bags, groceries, and errands. By now she has cleaned all the bathrooms, done eight loads of laundry, has thrown dinner in the slow cooker, taken Fluffy for a grooming (and at least three walks around the well manicured lawns of her neighborhood) and has dropped the oldest child off at violin practice.
With her stomach clawing for a warm meal and her nerves craving a glass of wine, she continues her harried day with a smile plastered on her face.
As she watches the twins play soccer from the sidelines, handing out sticky, juicy orange wedges from a plastic baggie that she had prepared earlier that day, she relishes in these few moments of yelling, screaming, from the inside out.
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