Crafting Envy

   Well, I did actually get my rear in gear and manage a few things around the house. We repainted the kitchen and re-trimmed the windows and re-did the baseboards and cleaned and cleaned and cleaned and bottled beer and cleaned....
Here's a before and after.












Much better, no?




   I'm still cleaning. In cleaning our children's bedroom I ran across a tote of my old journals...every time I run across these in the midst of cleaning I always look, it's too tempting. It's so interesting to see what you were thinking at 15 or 16 and then at 20 and 24. Interesting and utterly embarrassing....I mean, wow. EMBARRASSING. I hope one day I can read those incredibly naive "poems" and not shudder and look over my shoulder as I stuff them back into the black hole they came out of hoping no one else saw them. Maybe someday I can laugh a little more at them or think them sweet in their innocence.
   Also in the tote was a post card from an old friend. Funny how reading something in some one's own handwriting can conjure up the image and sound of them so perfectly. The mind is an incredible thing.
   Enough of this little jaunt down memory lane. I have much more cleaning to do....Oy.