Toys. Books. Laundry. Dishes. Papers. Shoes. Hats. Mittens. Groceries. Something always needs to be put away. All day long, moment after moment, I am returning something to its rightful place. But more often than not, I am piling something else in the meanwhile. Something that has no rightful place yet. Something that needs to be…
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I’m on day 3 of my 33-Day Challenge, and so far I’ve done one and a half tasks out of 30. I began with baby books because (I thought) each of them was about half done and mostly just required me to sit down and focus on it. That was true of Theo’s, and I…
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Have I mentioned before how much I love birthdays? I think I have. But the last few have been…well… disappointing. I spend too much time lately feeling inadequate, like I’m not sure what I’ve really accomplished so far or where I’m going next. I feel mediocre. But on my birthday, it is magnified so that…
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This house is a mess. These clothes make me look terrible. I’m exhausted. These little yellow fireflies of negativity flit through my brain, coming and going throughout the day. I brush them absently away because I have more important things to do than address them: meals to make (though they are often uneaten), clothes to…
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I tried everything. Begging, pleading, sticker charts, gold stars, making it public, ignoring it and hoping it would get better. No, I’m not talking about toilet training (although that turned out to have the same solution, I’m afraid). No, what I’m talking about getting all my chores done every day. It’s not like I was…
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