There she sits, waiting for me to sit down and go to work, but I can't give her the time of day. I look at her longingly and yearn for our togetherness. I want so bad to thread her needle, wind her bobbin, pump her pedal, and listen to the wirrrrrrr of her machinery. I want to create. I want to create SOMETHING!!!!!!!! But instead I will go pay some bills, wash some dishes, fold the laundry, write up a rental agreement, brush my teeth, and go to bed. Oh well. Maybe next week. I miss you.
Well, at least I can watch this hilariousness while I pay bills. I've had this tune in my head since the 5Th grade.