She is an alien in her kitchen.
She had the day to herself!
Someone very close to me said, “You cannot have it all. Something has to give somewhere.” She is absolutely right.
Moments create moments: little pieces of moments come together to create a beautiful, whole moment. That is a phenomenon like privacy in the bathroom.
I am making strides in the Holiday Sprint. This time of year is stressful and often frustrating with the demands of Rockwell perfect and the reality of Griswold results. I get it.
Originally posted on Carrots in My Carryon:
My eyes slowly open. It’s brighter out than usual. I must have slept in. The blinds are closed, but a foggy, soft light peeks into the room through the small slits. I roll over and squint at the clock. A red 7:37 confirms for me that today is…
Please do not be That Girl who eats everything on her Thanksgiving plate and later laments, “Why did I eat all that?”
So, we grin and smile, until the dark pillows of exhaustion crinkle around our eyes, and we utter a breathless, not a sexy breathless, “Yes”.
Positivity started to percolate…..