Today, I feel extremely cluttered. I went on a walk with a neighbor because it would be short and I could get back to several chores that I had lined up.

My husband lined up a small cave scouting trip that I was torn back and forth, back and forth, back and forth as to whether I should go. I finally decided to go and caused him to change the meet time to 15 minutes later. When I went to the shed to get my cave gear, I saw several things that belonged to me out in the yard, thrown from the shed. That did it MY CLUTTER IS EVERYWHERE and in his way. I stayed home to try to deal with the chore list I have.

Talking with a friend made me realise my life is not really that bad. I am not at the morgue, grieving for a son who was accidentally shot to death by his best friend, nor am I dealing with cancer, nor am I really in major trouble. In the scheme of things, I have a minor problem that I can get rid of in a heartbeat. THRIFT STORE trips and my problem solved.