Tonight I needed a break, that's all there was to it. I decided to pamper myself in a way I had never been pampered before.
Queen of the house, I grabbed my wand and began to polish my thrown. I gazed into the tropical, crystal-clear, blue water.
Tonight, I did it without a worry about if Abigail needed me.
I did it without a thought of time, without any feeling to rush.
I did it to the sound of Charles playing his guitar, and Abigail's squeels.
Tonight, I scrubbed toilets.
It was as good as therapy. It's all about perspective, right?