Some days I feel like super-woman. I am a super-wife and super-super-mom. My day passes with ease. Life is a breeze. Some days I feel like my feet weigh a hundred pounds. I can't seem to move them, even though I have a million things to do.
Some days I take great pride in my ability to keep all the socks matched and neatly placed in their containers. Some days I couldn't care less if they poke out of the dresser for the duration.
Some days my freshly laundered clothes go directly from the clothes dryer to the dresser, shelves or closet. Some days I just throw the baskets of clean laundry on the floor and hope it will all magically find its way where its supposed to go.
Some days teaching my child to read is a really, truly easy. Some days I feel they had to be kidding when they titled this book. Thankfully tomorrow is another day, a new beginning and prayerfully not another "less than perfect day of bliss".