It’s Only Me
“Why should I bother? No one is going to see it. It’s only me.” As I listened to my friend make his case for never making his bed, I immediately understood. Why rush to do the dishes when there’s no one but you and your pet rabbit to see it? Who cares if there are crumbs in between the sofa cushions, when only you know they are there? If a friend is dropping in for a chat, I dust the table top, trim the wick so the candle will light, and hang a fresh towel in the bathroom. Clothes slung
