It's my duty
The kids' toys were strewn all over the family room. Dinner and lunch dishes scattered throughout the kitchen. Two loads of laundry waited to be folded, and many more sat in a pile waiting to be loaded into the washer. The receipts I've been collecting for weeks sat in a pile, needing to be entered into Quicken. My journal articles for my class remained unread, and my Bible study on friendships was untouched.
And yet, I ignored all of the above because Commander in Chief was on. And although I don't necessarily feel drawn to the storylines like I do Desperate Housewives or Boston Legal, I feel it is my duty as a woman to watch this show that is centered around a female president. Maybe someday I won't have to watch a dramatization to see her...maybe I'll just have to turn on the 5:00 news. Wouldn't that be great.