Profundity.
Yes. That’s a word. I just wrote it to see if spell-check would tell me it wasn’t.
I have a huge desire to wax profound on this evening that ends the day of my e-book’s birth.
But those few pretentious sentences are all I have in me.
It’s been a draining day, and I’m so thankful that my house is still feeling the benefits of forced-cleaning for our home group last night.
If you’ve read my e-book, I hope you read the part where I explained that the best thing about having hope is knowing that even after a crazy, tunnel-vision period (like when you’re totally consumed with writing an e-book), you know what to do to get back on track again.
Pre-blog, I seriously didn’t know. Each crazy, tunnel-vision period resulted in my being further convinced that this non-chaotic-house-thing would forever be beyond my grasp.
I’m pretty sure I should stop typing now since I could easily start/continue to babble.
Do you have my books yet? Check them out. How to Manage Your Home Without Losing Your Mind and Decluttering at the Speed of Life.
I’m going to bed now.
The dishwasher is running, so I know it’s all going to be okay.
Dear Nony
I have finally caught up, having read your blog from the start, and now I’m going to have to go right back to the beginning and start all over again. I think you are wonderful, your own mother could hardly think more highly of you than I do. I like the honesty, the humour, the analytical approach – if one thing doesn’t work, why not? and try another, e.g. the laundry. I thought your advice on garage sales was masterly. No doubt about it, Nony, you get the Oscar.
I hope you have a busy day today to distract you in case you have that after-Christmasy-feeling! Or a nap, that always sounds good.
Daughter, I doubt your readers could think more highly of you than I do. But it’s nice to hear that they think they might. You continually amaze me.