So I’ve been having these thoughts lately. Thoughts that have previously popped into my mind, but were quickly thrown out. But lately, they’ve been taking root, growing like weeds, and sprouting into ideas. I know, I know, I’m supposed to be guarding my mind and the like, but there is something different about these thoughts. These musings, if you will, have caused my nature much calamity yet comfort at the same time.
Once upon a time, a few weeks ago, I worked up the courage to reveal these notions to my husband. He stared at me in bewilderment. Upon recovery, he asked that I repeat myself, just to make sure he had heard me correctly.
He had. Because I, ladies and gentleman (Mom, you better sit down for this one), have decided that I have too much stuff.
That’s right. I’m uncovering a new me while uncovering the floor at the same time. Continue reading