The snow fell again last night. This morning we woke up to a pitch black world with no idea what was waiting for us when the sun would eventually come up. Around these parts, that means we now wait past 8:30 am before the dark lifts for the shorter days. Winter is definitely here.
While Hudson napped this morning, I cleaned the kitchen and started yet another load of laundry.. It seems dirty clothing is one thing I never run out of these days, how does that happen? And then I decided I would look for a few things in the basement which left me coming up empty handed and beyond frustrated. It seems like around here all there is is projects. So many projects started and still left unfinished. Rooms with boxes are countless, the "stuff" we have collected over the last 30 years spills from the corners and leaves me anxious and overwhelmed. I have wished out loud for a fairy to come and take all of our mess of our hands and put it away somewhere, out of sight. I can't keep up. I can't seem to get it organized. All I see online are beautiful homes and mothers who have a place for everything and I wonder how they do it. Why can't I get it together over here? Maybe someday..maybe I'll get my act together and whip this place into shape this winter...but until then..life will carry on and it waits for no-one...so we might as well stop and take it in while we can because some day, I won't have all this extra laundry or these toys to pick up or the dirty face to wipe..and someday, I'll maybe even miss this mess..