A few days ago, I was looking under my bed for the stash of books that I want to read next. I had just finished a book and I keep the next ones that I want to read under there. Well, I brought the books out and..... whew!..... there were huge dust bunnies curling on top of them. I blew them off and wiped the books down and went over each of them to decide which one to start on next.
I couldn't believe the amount of dust that had built up since I had put them under there. It had only been a few weeks, but there was a small colony of dust bunnies residing under there.
In the same week, I decided to take all of the socks out of my sock drawers to sort them. I have a dark sock drawer and a light sock drawer, but lately it seems that I have to take forever to find a mate, so I decided to put them all together in mates and throw the rest out.
Well, this proved to be rather fruitless, as I laid out sock after sock after sock after sock after sock that didn't appear to have a mate.
What? I couldn't believe that even some of my favorite socks, ones that were fairly new, were with out a mate! Where had they gone?
So, I started thinking about how this world sometimes gets so crazy and that we spend so much time and energy cleaning up and getting rid of one thing----that seems to grow and have a mind of its own and at the same time, something that we really need has a mind of its own and just walks away and we end up spending countless energy looking for it.
All right, so it sounded pretty sane in my head while I was mulling it over in frustration. But, come on, now....really.....don't you have the same problem?
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Actually, I think I understand. Right now, on my kitchen table are piles of things, occupying valuable space and none of them are important but there they sit, out in the open, annoying me. And the birthday card, with a $25.00 gift card inside is nowhere to be seen--since June!
We shall NOT discuss dust bunnies under the bed. I'm afraid to even look. I like to keep it stuffed tight under there so as not to allow dust to collect. Ha ha.
PS I come to your site and then leave it up to hear your music while doing other things, like visit blogs that I really don't have time to do. Is your music here?
I feel like a stalker. Three comments and all from me.
The fingernail thing. I just touch up the chip and go on my way. The next day I touch up new ones. After day four I take the whole mess off and start over. Who knows how long the fingernail fetish will last. I am loving it at the moment.
Lisa says you have kids in town and the next time you are here she and you and I shall go to lunch. That sounds good to me.
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