I'm not sure why the cat thought it was a good idea to bring a mouse inside and eat it, but she did leaving just a wee pile of mini intestines as a treat for me. Thanks.
Sometimes I feel like the cat, chasing the elusive mouse. The mouse for me is everything I want to do, but can't find the time - cooking, crafting, spending time with just Duane, catching up with friends - things I enjoy but there are just never enough hours in the day for.
How can I change that?!?
Sleep less, sell the kids, don't clean the house, hmm all fairly unrealistic ideas one would think. I guess it's like everyone, work and life gobble up much of our time and we are all in the same boat. Probably best not to fight it. Just take what I can, when I can and savour the moment.
Incidentally I'm fairly sure I'm not ever going to eat the mouse if I do catch it. But if I did, I most certainly wouldn't leave anything behind for someone else to clean up.
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