In typical me fashion (maybe female coping mechanism....it's what my mom always did)n today I tore the house apart. Last night the kids didn't sleep well, but I woke up supercharged. Hung up photos, moved furniture, sorted toys....things got so crazy, I almost missed my appt with Chuck. Anyway, H was impressed with how much I got done and helped carry a bunch of stuff up to the attic for me. The house will look nice and settled for our various visitors in the next month.
Faith is, at one and the same time, absolutely necessary and altogether impossible. --Stanislaw Lem
