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There are so many things crowding in my brain today that I'm not sure this will make for a comprehensible entry, but I'll try.
That said, though, it's just as important to feed your SOUL as it is to feed your body, and sometimes we DO need things like craft supplies and trips to craft fairs and new music. But it's the balance that's important.
I hate balance.
I miss the days where my money was all mine and I could do with it what I wanted, like buy silver strappy shoes with great big high heels from John Fleuvog just because I wanted to make the Artboy-turned-ex-boyfriend sorry he'd told me he still loved her. Or snowboarding lessons because I needed to fill my brain with something non-Artboy related.
On second thought, maybe I don't miss those days after all. Just the stuff.
Not that I don't still have the heels, mind you. But it's a little hard to chase a crawling baby in strappy silver high heels.
On Halloween, Will and I trick-or-treated at the next door neighbors' house, mostly because I wanted to introduce myself. Turns out they have five-month-old twins. One of them is named Will--odd coincicidence, especially when you consider that the Husband and his best friend grew up across the street from each other and share the same name. None of that is really important to our story, though--what is important is that they have two babies under the age of six months and their house )at least the downstairs) is spotless.
My house is not. And I don't change my bed once a week. In all honesty, it's about once every three weeks. And even that might be generous. I just don't think about it, at least not until it becomes unavoidably obvious that it needs to be done. I figure it can't bother the Husband too much, since he doesn't do it, either.
Where did I lose the housekeeping gene? And is there something I can take to make it come back?
Brain still feels crowded, dammit. I guess that's what I get for slipping back to one entry a week. (See: lacking discipline)
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