I wrote a blog, and then I realized it was too much real life and not enough what I want this blog to be.

I will say in this draft that I cleaned my house better than I have since i moved in, and it looks utterly fantastic.

I will say that the thing I’ve picked out to enjoy today is the feeling of said clean house.

I have disappointment in running out of clean water and still having an aversion to tap.

I have a disappointment in my perfect new glasses not being so perfect.

But I have excitement over clean houses and anticipation for crafts to come and twenty million lost cat toys that found their way home and a puppet on a shelf at eye level instead of being hidden at your knees. I have a daydream of something better, an image in my head of something amazing, and the ability to help make someone else smile. All these things, are fabulous! And make me feel … me.