We’ve been enjoying this first real warm Sunday.
Since we got home from church Basil’s been cleaning out the garage.
Catherine and I took a long walk through the neighborhood, then set ourselves up outside for a bit of fresh air and sunshine while Catherine chose her dining plan and filled out the housing information for Hofstra.
Gotta meet those deadlines. Dining plan, housing form both tackled today.
She read aloud as she typed pertinent information about herself, and I offered suggestions along the way. One sentence stopped me in my tracks, however. The shock was big enough that I don’t remember the wording verbatim, but she said something along the line of ‘I keep my room neat.’
I quickly flashed in my mind’s-eye to the scene I’d viewed a few hours earlier, of clothes, papers and books piled atop surfaces and lumped on the floor of her bedroom.
If that is neat, what is messy?!
I started to offer a correction, then bit my tongue and shook my head.
In four months it’s someone else’s problem.
Pushing on a Rope 
OMG, it is so hard to bite the tongue isn’t it!? Congrats on doing so. All about perspective.
Posted by B.Brittain-Marshall (@ritewhileucan) | April 14, 2014, 9:52 pm🙂 wasn’t easy!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | April 14, 2014, 9:53 pmI showed Lila Catherine’s photo because I wanted her to see her as I tell her all about the posts and I knew they were wearing a similar shade of nail polish. Lila looked at me and said,” I am neat.” I don’t know if my eyebrows will ever come down from the top of my head or if my hair will ever flatten out. I guess as in beauty, messy is in the eye….
Posted by Teresa Walsh | April 13, 2014, 8:32 pmHa ha!!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | April 13, 2014, 8:33 pm