Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for August 07, 2022
Transcript:
Cathy: Uh, oh. Charlene: Uh, oh. Andrea: Uh, oh. Cathy: My fault. Charlene: My fault. Andrea: My fault. Cathy: I never actually finished my thank-you notes from last Christmas. Charlene: I never finished my wedding thank-yous. Andrea: My daughter just graduated from college, and there's a baby bonnet I never acknowledged. Cathy: I should have done it right after Christmas, but I was still addressing Christmas cards. Charlene: I couldn't decide what last name I was using, so I couldn't get any thank-you note cards printed. Andrea: I wanted to send a picture of Sara wearing the bonnet, but I never got a copy made. Cathy: Now I owe too big of an apology to even start! Charlene: The job is too huge. It looks over me! Andrea: It hangs over my head everywhere I go!! Cathy: That isn't a storm cloud! It's accumulated correspondence guilt!! Cathy: We've darkened another weekend for the whole country. Charlene: Now we owe 1,298,000 notes of apology. Andrea: At least no one can say women don't take responsibility.
Coulda, shoulda, woulda …
I understand where they’re coming from, but maybe they ought to just go ahead and knock out their to-do items instead of wishing they had? Easier said than done sometimes, but still.
HI, MOM. Happy Sunday, “Cathy” Clan.