There is not a single time I enter a room in our house without picking up the one or other odd item on my way. Remember the mouse a couple of weeks ago? Although that was a tad bit beyond my normal load, there are always stray Legos and their relatives, abandoned socks of all colors, and at least a couple of shriveled up coloring pens sorrowfully awaiting my arrival. In fact, so much of my life is about reclaiming my space...I have dug myself out of a ton of stuff to regain the surface, it’s become second nature. And mind you, not all of it has been as harmless as children’s toys.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Scooooot!
There is not a single time I enter a room in our house without picking up the one or other odd item on my way. Remember the mouse a couple of weeks ago? Although that was a tad bit beyond my normal load, there are always stray Legos and their relatives, abandoned socks of all colors, and at least a couple of shriveled up coloring pens sorrowfully awaiting my arrival. In fact, so much of my life is about reclaiming my space...I have dug myself out of a ton of stuff to regain the surface, it’s become second nature. And mind you, not all of it has been as harmless as children’s toys.
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