Mistakes

I’m afraid to take time to make the mistakes I should

Instead

I’ll mix up my children’s names when I call them for chores or punishments

Lose a library book inside the blackhole of our own overstuffed shelves

Dress the seven year old in the four year old’s blue t-shirt

Cause a waterfall of tears with the wrong shampoo

Make a dozen wrong accusations and thank god I’m not a prosecutor

Walk away from the treadmill and sneak an extra peanut butter cup

Duck the doctor’s call, because who needs more bad news

I’m not

Getting lost in the woods or my thoughts

Picking, appointing, electing or drafting synonyms like a thesaurus addict

Squeezing out mixed metaphors like blood from the heart on my sleeve

Falling into plot holes and digging myself out with pure imagination

If I’m really not careful, I’ll pick up a remote instead of a pencil

Losing more time for mistakes to someone else’s dream

Instead of failing towards my own