
Today was productive. I've been cleaning out and organizing closets and realizing that I don't have to "display" every single thing I have and like to look at. You know, at some point, you don't even really SEE your favorite things anymore, it just becomes part of the clutter. So in a box they go, up into the attic to be rediscovered again some other day.
I also realized how much storage space we have up in the ole attic and I figured out a trick to make opening the attic door easier...long boring story, but maybe it will mean a cleaner, more organized house when you come visit.
You will come visit, right?
We are watching A Dog Named Christmas and we are joking way too much. Luke keeps kissing me and bouncing around the room saying, "This is gonna be the best Christmas ever!!!!"
Jake has a haircut. He looks like Richard Heene, Science Detective.
Happy birthday to my sister. She's fifty. Just kidding--she's 39!
