“Simon, what on earth is that?” Christine asked her husband when she noticed the piece of metal in her garden.
“It’s a harp.”
“I can see that. I meant, what exactly is it doing in the garden?”
“I will restore it. Those things are worth a lot of money so I couldn’t just leave it sitting in that scrapyard to turn to rust.”
“Like the car in the garage, you mean? Simon, you know you will never do it. Besides, it is already rust.”
“You have no faith in me, Christine.”
She shook her head and, sure enough, one year later it was still sitting in the garden in exactly the same state.
I wrote this in response to this week’sSunday photo fiction.
AngieTrafford 
Haha these things happen all the time. Procrastination is very common.
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Don’t I know it! You only have to look at my own work in progress to figure that one out! Thank you for reading, and commenting.
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You’re not alone when it comes to that, Angie. 😁
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Nice take on the photo prompt! Thanks for sharing.
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Is it not a harp? Thank you for reading, hosting, and commenting.
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I’ve had conversations like that. I’ll get those jobs done one day, maybe!
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Procrastinators will do it… Tomorrow! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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