When all is said and done And he is asleep I bleary-eye my way out of my warm, cozy bed Out of my room  Looking for my second wind The second wind that will  Mend the mending  Write the posts -- from swing years to thrift scores thru all the in betweens and overs and unders Plan the trips Organize the photos into tidy memories Do the things that aren't simply puttering Or eating ice cream out of the tub Do the things  With Intention, she says, that voice in there  But I think I left the second wind  Back in the bed Because all I can muster up is a few toys back to their basket and a bit more puttering -- through the time I've waited for all day --  Sending me back to the other time I've been waiting for all day:  sleep Cause all's been said and done And I can't do anything With Intention now  Except sleep.  If I don't -- Intentions will sleep in, With out me  They're sure needy.  And greedy.  And diligent. I wish they'd ge...