The Pull

It's so nice to just sit on the computer and drown out all the little noises behind me. Those five loads of laundry I folded this morning? Not staring me in the face anymore, I deserve this little jaunt. My leather sofas I rubbed down with oil, nice and shiny next to me. No I'm not sitting on them. Little S coloring on an envelope for Daddy's birthday. Life skates by when I have my head buried in the computer. Sometimes it's really, really nice.