The other night I had a dream that I was riding a bike down a hill and wanted to stop or slow down but my brakes weren't working so I had to use my feet to slow down the momentum. Maybe it's just me (although I suspect it's not), but it seems like these days we lead such busy lives that it's hard to know how to slow down. Aside from working fully time, my youngest son has auditions, rehearsals, dance classes and improv classes that keep me going nonstop. As if that's not enough, I'm starting a new job on Tuesday and I thought it might be fun to throw a class in at the local community college (a math class at that!). Oh and did I mention my husband is still deployed?
|One of several sitting rooms, featuring a cozy little faux fireplace.|