The display on the printer connected to our house computer is flashing "Toner Low." Of course, it's been flashing that for over a month now. But we've discovered that, if we work things just right, we can almost always squeeze out several more copies. Even when it seems to really give up the ghost and the display switches to "Toner Empty" - if you turn the machine off overnight and let it "rest", by morning the toner will have settled in some way to allow printing yet another copy. Just don't be ridiculous and try to chug out 10 pages of text!
Me, I was thinking this morning (as I was squeezing out one more math test from the over-used printer), "That's me. I'm just like this printer." You could have stamped "Toner Low" on my forehead. Dragging along, too beat to contemplate more than the very next thing that needed to be done. Squeezing out one task at a time. I'd done no more than fix breakfast, yet I felt like I needed to sit and rest for a few minutes. Catch my breath. After a brief, blank-eyed pause at the kitchen table, I mustered enough energy to stand and shuffle to the next thing on my list. Honestly, I think if I'd even tried to consider all the things on my calendar for the day, I'd have crumpled to the floor screaming "TONER EMPTY! TONER EMPTY!"
So here it is almost 11:00 p.m., and I just now have a few minutes to write. To check in at this neglected blog. Dragging through the dregs of another exhausting day, hanging on until I can finally (soon!) collapse into bed. Turn off the power. Shut down the printer. Thinking, this mama sure needs a recharged "cartridge" - mentally, emotionally, physically. Hoping that tomorrow morning, the flashing message will still be "Toner Low," instead of "Toner Empty."
See you in the morning.
found an old poem from baby felix
3 weeks ago