I had a moment of doubt today. Looking at the growing mountain of stuff to do, looking at my garden, looking at this house. For that moment I didn't feel the possibilibties, I only felt the worry.
Normally, in that case, my husband would talk me out of it. He would bring me back from what if, to warm and happy and hopeful. Today I had to snap Myself out of it.
Anyways...
I'm off to read a magazine in bed. Fresh sheets, finally after 2 weeks. A getting cleaner by the day bedroom. Tomorrow I may just hang some pictures, put painting on the backburner for awhile.
There are things far worse in life than lilac walls.
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