We all handle grief differently.
Of course, writing about it helps. But I also feel like I need to DO something with my hands.
Like, a lot. . .
I have organized the peg-boards in the garage and laundry room, all my pseudo-tupperware, the pantry, my closet, the baby's room. . .oh! I forgot about the area below my bathroom cabinet. Joy! Rapture!
And the best news, I have a whole army of folks just waiting to mess it up again and again.
Clean away, oh stressful Mother! We love you and are doing our part!
Thank Heaven for kids!
1 month ago