Remember when blogging was everyone’s way to stay in touch, keep a photo journal and chronicle the stories we lived through? That was fun. But just not reality anymore.
A morning at home: kids off to school and a somewhat open day presents itself. And all of a sudden I’m torn about how to spend it.
I need down time; I should just watch 100 shows on Netflix.
Not quite sure how this happened but: it’s December.
I haven’t written in a long while, but that’s OK. I have been living life.
Last week I got to meet my newest niece, a two week-old bundle of sweetness and perfection. I held her and marveled at the miracle of new life.
In exchange for that single moment of elation after I put the dinner dishes away and don’t have to immediately yank the lunch fixings out of the fridge to assemble school meals for the next day, comes the starknes
Remember how I said I liked my bangs? Well, I have changed my mind.
The hassle now outweighs the benefits and I think I am going to grow the shaggy strands out, starting now.