My husband came home to crabby children, a messy house and scrambled eggs for dinner, again. I felt the need to defend myself, or more accurately, I felt the need to console myself and feel accomplished. I opened my planner …
The Laundry Brigade
Day after day, we helped drag treasured family possessions outside into wet, rancid piles on the curb. At times, the piles were over 10 feet tall, consisting of couches, pots and pans, picture albums, children’s toys and family heirlooms. A …
