PSA...People! Please prohibit procrastination and promptly pick up and put away the piles of your personal possessions...pronto!
I predict that my pleading for pleasant premises and property will not predicate the proper panic. Prior proof prevails that patience, politeness nor petulance promote positive performance. Perhaps punishment would prompt the proper push to produce progress? Would I be proud to pose this possible piece as the pinnacle of my parenting pursuit? Practically a predicament for one prone to persistently prioritizing pleasing people peacefully. Preposterous!
Please potatoes...please pity your poor parent and provide a paltry portion of preoccupation with my plea (not pestering...I promise)...please, pretty please...processing?