To Care and Not to Care

Sometimes it's like this:        Many of you have asked what this experience is like... and I don't know about the other member's of this coop, but summing up what this experience is like seems akin to solving a Rubik's Cube... I know it can be done but it doesn't make me want to start.  So instead of trying to say all of what this is and has been;  I will try to say what it sometimes is. Sometimes I get up and the coffee is made for me, I go to work and come back - the house is cleaned, dinner is cooking, Top Gear is playing in the Family Room and the shower is free with ample hot water ta-boot.  All this is true, but so is the inverse: Sometimes I get up to a pile of dirty dishes that I didn't finish the night before - we're out of coffee, work goes long and when I get home I realize that the drain the driveway is clogged (again) there are no plans for dinner, the laundry is piled up and bedtime (ya we have those generally speaking) is in an hour.  

Now that miss Amy is an RD,  she has oodles of free time.  Which now is devoted to lists, food, and projects.  Projects like beating the crap out of tile walls.