1000 Reflections

We are now in “our” home in Massachusetts, our first “together” home. Mitch no longer feels like leaving at 7:00 p.m. It’s a good thing. We like this.

Trees, trails, and a barn with hay surround the house, and inside… I have never unpacked this much stuff, ever. How much is needed?? I mean, really. I look at the piles of boxes and junk and yet, with all this, I can think of something else I “need” within the space of 5 minutes’ time. Honestly, it makes me somewhat queasy. People survive with a hundredth of what I own. Please, self, in 5 years, remember this: pack, pitch, and purge. Share with those who have less. There will always be the “something more” but… Self, remember the “but.”

Today I did not work in the kitchen. I enjoyed that. I did some ServSafe reading online, put some laundry in, goofed off a little, and put together a brochure for Cross Street Christian School. I had so much fun fitting the pictures and text together, matching the fonts, and finding stuff at stockxchange. There is so much I’ve lost, though, within a year’s time of teaching! I used InDesign, and I couldn’t remember how to wrap text! Horrible. Thankfully it comes back; thankfully there’s a “help!” engine.