for the sake of writing
I've really been bad at this, so some random thoughts: **** I've never been into 'doing' things. I like doing NOTHING. When I was single and living alone a big day was when I did the dishes. I procrastinated EVERYTHING: chores, work, shopping, EVERYTHING. It all felt like so much effort. Maybe I had low-grade depression.....? My life now could not be further from that, and strangely, it gives me a sense of accomplishment when the kitchen is clean, the laundry is folded AND put away, and there is food in the fridge for my family. (lest you think I'm the only one who does those chores, Jake does them at least half the time. It's a collective win :)) I feel tremendous satisfaction from making healthy homemade treats for Rudi and Jake. WHO AM I!? A normal day includes doing the dishes, folding some laundry and cleaning the toilet IN ADDITION to making supper, playing with Rudi, and working! I do more things in one day now than I used to do in a WEEK. But d