It funny how children change your perspective on things...Just now as I hung the toilet paper on the holder (being the only one of the 9 who live here able to do this difficult task), I was struck by whether I was hanging it under or over. Now believe me it's been years since I pondered that difficult decision, usually it is enough just to get it hanging on the holder. But this time I clearly recalled how important this issue of the tissue used to be. I used to be quite adamant that it hang over the roll. Just as I used to be religious about folding the bath towels a certain way and stacking them by color. And I used to be picky about facing all the spoons a certain way in the drainer and in the drawer. I also used to be quite fanatical about wearing only church shoes with dresses (what no crocs???). I even used to wear makeup and change into nicer clothing before I went to town or to the store! So I began to wonder when & why did it cease to matter?
In the nearly six years married years before I had children, I did all of these things and more. It was vitally important to dust twice a week & hand wax the kitchen floor. I bought books by the dozens and devoured them. I nurtured flowers and friendships and valued my time to myself. And then....
I had children...
