Monday, January 16, 2012

enjoying the mess



It doesn't happen often, but sometimes, I like a messy house. I like the mittens and ear muffs thrown on the counter, craft supplies spread over the bed, dirty ready-to-be-washed clothes sitting patiently in the wash. It means we've been busy living. Watching Sebastian run circles in the snow, soaking in the fire, lounging in p's flannel shirt - all of that was more important than cleaning. Today, I lay my type-A, unable to sit down if there is a single dish in the sink or blanket unfolded tendencies to rest and enjoy the mess. 


(enjoying life in my happy yellow boots)

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