Fiddle-Dee-Dee

So I can’t stop picturing that scene from Gone With the Wind where Rhett figures out that Scarlet is lying to him about the success of her plantation. Just by looking at her hands he can tell that she has been out working in the fields and that she is acting like everything is okay to cover up the fact that she is only after his money- anything to save her beloved plantation, Tara.

Well, Rhett Butler, I guess you’d see right through me too. These are not “the hands of a lady.”  These hands are scraped and tan, and mud is so stubbornly embedded in the pores that even when I scrub at them it refuses to budge. They are aching and tired, and for now, they’re ready to go to sleep until tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day.