what I let go

Since I had Natalie things have been different around here.


Very, very different.

Even before there were never enough hours in the day, and now...well, now hours are in extremely short supply.

And some things I have had to let go. Like a clean house. Heck, not even necessarily a clean house. More like a house that doesn't look like a war zone.

But it doesn't bother me like I thought it would. My house is a disaster 80% of the time.

And it's okay.