Just Another Tuesday
I didn’t realize that we all have an inner Brad Pitt, but here’s the proof. I believe I even own that same flannel shirt. Seriously, though, what else are we supposed to do when life gets crazy and messy? For twenty minutes, slap a smile on your face, drink some coffee, light a cigarette, and forget about everything else.
A line I’ve written in my kitchen says, “Sorry for the clutter, but we live here.” That’s it. We LIVE here; we do not remain. If you visit my home, be prepared to meet lovely children and a messy environment. Who wants to clean it repeatedly just to have it ruined the next day? Not me.