I've decided that doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back! Especially in my house with teenagers and their smaller siblings running rampant. They hide in dark corners and conspire about how to get yet ANOTHER cup when my back is turned. And it doesn't help that the older ones have learned … Continue reading Doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back!
The past can hurt. I'm finding myself facing things this week that I'd made it a point to bury. I felt it was better for me to not dwell on things gone by...it seemed better that way. However, this week, I've needed to pull from the memory banks and remember how it felt to live … Continue reading The Past Can Hurt
I am a neat freak who is hopelessly trapped inside a messy person's body. I find myself overcome with the desire to have a beautiful, clutter free home but the ability to keep it in such a state eludes me. This split personality frustrates me more than any other attribute I possess. In May, we … Continue reading My Poor Inner Neat Freak