My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.
"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Your mind is the garden, your thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William Wordsworth
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
progressing
As of Tuesday afternoon, here's where I stand.
This is the pile I'm keeping so far...I may go back through it again later.
This is the pile I'm giving away...do you see a box with your name on it?
And just so you know, I'm sitting here seriously pondering the fact that you put some of the stuff you've set aside for me in a box that's labeled "SEASONED CHICKEN BREAST FILETS".
Yes, you've done a great deal. One of my favorite sayings and one that motivates me on big projects like that is is "Inch by inch it's a cinch"!!!! So true. Susan
Um . . . are there any records in any of the boxes? You know, those big, round, flat slabs of vinyl that people used to listen to in days gone by, and that some of us still do?
So satisfying, isn't it? I spent two hours tonight cleaning a LOAD of crap from the cupboards above our desk. Yikes. It's still all over the place, but it's all organized and just needs to find better homes. I'll trade you my junk for your junk! haha
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YES!! you've been very busy =)
Yup, sure can tell you've done a lot of sorting!
And just so you know, I'm sitting here seriously pondering the fact that you put some of the stuff you've set aside for me in a box that's labeled "SEASONED CHICKEN BREAST FILETS".
Hmmmmm.....
Yes, you've done a great deal. One of my favorite sayings and one that motivates me on big projects like that is is "Inch by inch it's a cinch"!!!! So true.
Susan
Keep chomping that elephant!
Yikes! That's a huge box with my name on it. It's not full is it? :0)
I'm a little concerned about the cost of shipping it my dear...
Um . . . are there any records in any of the boxes? You know, those big, round, flat slabs of vinyl that people used to listen to in days gone by, and that some of us still do?
So satisfying, isn't it? I spent two hours tonight cleaning a LOAD of crap from the cupboards above our desk. Yikes. It's still all over the place, but it's all organized and just needs to find better homes. I'll trade you my junk for your junk! haha
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