Typical?

Hey Dear Reader....it's Wednesday here.
I'm going to tell you something that I should
probably just keep to myself,
but I will say it anyway.
It's after 2pm.
We've done breakfast,
lunch,
school,
some cleaning,
some other miscellaneous stuff
....and I am still in my jammies.

I'm so glad no one has knocked on my door today.

I'm not saying that this has never happened before,
but I really can't get started with a day
without a shower in the morning and clean clothes.
But today I did.
I've gone about my day
looking like that kind of generalization
about housewives
that is sometimes true.
I've been that today.
Robe and curlers.
Except I wasn't wearing a robe and curlers.
But I was being that stereotype
of the ragged, haggard housewife.

Maybe I'll just start exploring stereotypes.
Next thing you know,
I'll be living out the stereotype
of the homeschooling mom.
I'll have on my denim jumper
and I'll come driving up in my
15 passenger van.....

And then I'll become maybe
a stereotypical biker chick.
Leather clothes and bleached blonde hair.
A tattoo.
Riding on a Harley with a guy who is on parole
and has a mustache and a pot belly.
(I really don't see me
trying out this role, just FYI.)

I guess there's a stereotype
for everything, isn't there?

Are you the stereotypical Dear Reader?
What is someone like
who has come more than once to peek in
at my Ordinary Days?
Tell me something about you.
Are you young?
Are you old?
A bus driver in Egypt?
A diabetic in California?
A young mother in over her head?
A pastor's wife with bad linoleum?
A banker with an annoying secretary?
A basketball star with torn ligaments?

I'd like to know something about you.