Sometimes I hate doing the invisible work.
All I want is someone to notice. Notice the planning I put into something.
Notice the cleaning… the folded laundry, the picked-up legos that keep mysteriously getting dumped back out, the clean sheets, the dinner that’s always ready every night.
To notice that as we head off to the birthday party, I already have the present purchased, wrapped and ready to go.
To notice that the diaper bag is stocked.
To notice the snacks are already prepped. Or the meat is already cut into bite sized pieces.
To notice that just when the milk is about to expire, a new one magically appears in the fridge.
To see that a babysitter appears at the front door exactly when the work party is scheduled.
Because no one seems to notice.
It’s assumed. It’s assumed everything will always be there when they need it.
Because it always is.
(Art by Common Wild)
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