Not long ago, I was reading one of my scrapbook blogs and the woman had gone around her house taking pictures of piles of dirty laundry, dishes in the sink and toys all over the floor. Her intent was to scrap a page about the all the things she doesn't get done, but in taking the pictures and doing her page, she had an epiphany. Dirty laundry meant her family had clothes on their back, piles of dishes meant food on the table, and toys strewn about meant happy children played there. I know, seems basic and simple, but as I put load #10 in the dryer, and spend the next 3 hours folding, I'm thinking that's what I'll focus on.
10 June 2007
Load #10
Not long ago, I was reading one of my scrapbook blogs and the woman had gone around her house taking pictures of piles of dirty laundry, dishes in the sink and toys all over the floor. Her intent was to scrap a page about the all the things she doesn't get done, but in taking the pictures and doing her page, she had an epiphany. Dirty laundry meant her family had clothes on their back, piles of dishes meant food on the table, and toys strewn about meant happy children played there. I know, seems basic and simple, but as I put load #10 in the dryer, and spend the next 3 hours folding, I'm thinking that's what I'll focus on.
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