Fact or Fantasy?

I awoke with a jerk
the radio blaring in my head.
Is it really five o'clock?
God, do I feel dead.

It was a little while later
I actually got up to do ...
what time was that you said?
It was five thirty ... okay, okay! five thirty two!

I stumble to the bathroom
and turn on the light.
Then blink rather rapidly
God is it bright!

With eyes half closed
I fumble with my gown
I struggle to pull it over my head
but the darn thing wants to fall down!

Wearily I give a shrug
and toss it in the laundry.
Morning is the roughest time
It's best to let me be.

I step into the shower
and turn it on full blast
it's what I need in the morning,
a good, swift kick in the a**!

Five minutes later,
I'm out and fully dried.
Another five minutes
and I'm fit to be tied!

Where are the clothes
I so carefully laid out
last night before bed?
I think with a pout.

Frantic, I look around
then it occurs to me.
I walk over to the laundry
and guess what I see?

There underneath the gown
I threw in hastily
is the outfit I had chosen,
depositted neatly.

How can I be angry?
I think with a smile
He was only trying to help
A man, in many ways a child.

I choose another outfit
and get dressed while he sleeps in bliss
then steal around to his side
and seal him with a kiss.

He awakes with a groan
right away on edge
and starts in with the questions
as I sit on the bed.

He's worried about this
and worried about that
and why can't I stay home with him?
He needs someone to chat.

We've been through this before
I tell him once again.
He starts neurotic questioning
God I wish this would end.

Finally I break free
I must be on my way.
He gives me a pout and a wistful sigh
God do I feel guilty.

Finally I'm on my way
a peaceful drive at last!
Then I remember in all the commotion
I forgot to eat breakfast!

I want you to know my good and bad
As I want to know you.
You're very special in many ways
I'm glad I found you Matthew.

Written by "Buffy" (early 1991 I think)