Nine weeks.  It has been nine weeks that my family has ‘Stayed Home’ together.  Like many people, we have channeled our nervous energy over the past few weeks into cleaning, organizing, home projects, and cooking.  A LOT of cooking.  I wish I was a person who would use all this time to develop a new skill.  How amazing would it be if I dedicated the last 9 weeks to learning Spanish, so that I could help my daughter with her Spanish homework?  Maybe if we knew that we were looking at 9 weeks instead of an annoying 9 days, I would have mentally prepared for it more.  Even with a crystal ball, could anyone really mentally prepare for a pandemic? While I didn’t develop a new skill or hobby over the last nine weeks, I do feel that my home is cleaner and more organized than ever.  One of my organization projects was a personal labor of love that gives the type of satisfaction that only a recovering scrapbooker could truly appreciate.  I made...

Please excuse me for a moment before I write this as I breakout into song.  For your reading enjoyment, I would imagine the cast of Rent singing this, rather than me.  I will not be on America’s Got Talent anytime soon. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets In midnights, in cups of coffee In inches, in miles In laughter, in strife In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure a year in the life As 2019 ends and 2020 begins, I thought about the goals I set in the last year for my 40 before 40 challenge and the one that I am most proud of, was my reading challenge.   Everyone is guilty at times of putting themselves last.   We wait until the end of the day to relax.   We feed others before we feed ourselves.   (Talking to all th...