The other day I caught myself putting the leftover spaghetti in the pantry instead of the fridge. It was headed for the top shelf with all the Tupperware. And lately the days run together. I find that I have to stop several times a day to remember which day it actually is. Do we have school today or is it church?
I’d like to know where the shavings of my whittled mind are getting off to, in case I get to looking for them later, but I don’t have the energy to worry about that right now.







