In my mind my house is clean and all loose ends tied up. Different expectations. But that is rarely the way. Most of our life is hopping in on the ever loving conveyor belt we call life. It's like a perpetual game of jump rope and you need to learn how to jump in on double dutch. Sometimes its too much and the crazy overwhelms me. But mostly it just is. There's a mess. Paint cans and scrapers from 2 projects happening when the college girl, now nurse gets a free moment. There's jackets, shoes, hats and boots littering the entry way. Because people live here. I scroll through ... View Post