“Finally,” I said to myself. “I have a moment.” Smiling, I chuckle to myself and say, “Actually, I have about 60 moments, if each moment is a minute long.” Then I shake my head, proving (yet again) that I am a dork.
This week has been crazy. I look at the calendar, and I see too many commitments and too many deadlines. I get up and head to the bedroom, where I find laundry baskets filled with dirty clothes. Continue reading “60 Clear as Mud Moments”


