ThE YeS WomaN

I have recently developed a problem with yes.

I can't quit saying it.

Yes, I will work 30 hours next week to cover your vacation.
Yes, I will cater that bat mitzvah. Oh! And yes, I will do one the next day, too.
Yes, I will wear black pants. (Um. It's 100 degrees.)
Yes, I will accept that job offer.
Yes, I will write the article. Which I believe is due on Monday.
Yes, I will be home by 8. Yes. Yes.
Yes, I will clean up the kitchen and let the dogs out and wear my hair up, per state health regulations.


So here I sit in black pants, about to run out the door to feed some Jews, wondering when my next free day will be. I think maybe sometime in November, I'll have a moment......

My dear sweet children are returning home this evening. We are going to stay up late and eat bagels.