I have stuff to get rid of and yet . . . I don't get rid of it. It sits there, mocking me "nyah nyah, we're still here!". A purse hanging on the bannister, a bag of toys in the kitchen, a pair of shoes on the steps.
Maybe this weekend . . .
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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I wrote about inertia the other day. It's all part of that 'get used to the scenary and you no longer notice it' syndrome.
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