Hello! Thanks for coming by! Today is Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras, a day I indulge just a little bit more before Lent begins and I try to start sacrificing all the things I shouldn't do or eat anyway - coffee, wine, salt, and butter and potato chips. (Sometimes I think food is just vehicle to get more salt into my mouth.) But this year I'm going to try to do things a little differently. I'm going to write each day and try to ask, and hopefully answer, some questions that have been on my mind as I enter the 'second half of life.' This is going to be Lent Lite - the easy way to step back and reflect on what it is that I want in my life. It won't be heavy on the Catholic guilt or any of that stuff either, just a little sprinkle of spirituality that gets lost in our everyday travels. Maybe it won't be so easy, but I hope you'll join me for it. Hit follow below to come along on the journey!
My husband accuses me of bundling. Like everything. I won't go down the basement until I have collected a pile of everything that could possibly need to go down. So I'll bring the laundry down to the kitchen and then I'll start bundling. The old front door wreath goes on top of the laundry, The drill I used in the garden yesterday - on top. The Fourth of July banner on top of that. I can amass quite a pile. The same goes when I'm out doing errands. I have a doctor's appointment in Mt. Laurel? Hmm. I can stop at the Home Sense store, the big Dollar Tree, the Produce Junction, the Michaels, and the Container Store. All on my way home! I like bundling. Not just because it saves trips, which equates to gas, but it also saves my energy. If I separated those trips it would be hours or even days of travel. I don't have time for that. When I can I want to tie everything together and wrap it up. With a pretty bow. Bundling was an act of desperation back when the kids w...
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