Tomorrow is the best day of the week because tomorrow has more
potential than half the girls at Texas Cheer Camp 2008. Tomorrow the
sun comes out, the diet starts and the lottery numbers may finally come
up your way to pull you out of soul-numbing debt.
If you are highly efficient and do everything today, you turn tomorrow
into a barren wasteland. You're basically robbing tomorrow of its
purpose even though tomorrow never did anything to you. Also, if you get hit by a bus tomorrow, won't you be sad that you
wasted hours shredding your tax documents rather than watching an all
new Oprah?
Since it takes a village to raise a child, you can stop worrying about how your husband won't wear pants around the house and how your mother always rides your daughter about her weight. If she ends up smoking batteries or huffing Glade, you can blame it on the other villagers.
If she grows up and passes her unresolved pain onto her children, she can also blame workers in the public school system or the mailman who lingers a little too long at the mailbox when the kids are on the slip n slide.