A question about life; or, how did I get here?
Do you ever look up and wonder how you got where you are now? I don't mean physically, as in "how did I get to Starbucks?". I mean one of those big life questions where you look around and realize that the life that you have now is very different than the life you ever expected to have. I often wonder, for example, how I (a Midwestern girl through and through) came to live in Florida. I also wonder how I (a person who enjoys free time) came to be working-- on average-- 60 to 80 hours a week, doing house work only when I have a few minutes to spare. And that's only the important stuff, like laundry (you've got to have clean clothes) and grocery shopping! I won't even tell you how long it's been since I've vacuumed or dusted.
So, if I haven't returned your phone calls in a while (a statement that applies to many of you), you'll know why: it's because I'm taking my "free time" for the day and doing some laundry.