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Sunday ended up being a busy day for everyone in my house. We keep starting little house projects that involve making a mess, but once completed it's refreshing.

Kelsey decided to paint her bedroom so the hallway became a danger zone for the majority of the day, but she completed her task and the room looks great. And I did tackle the jacuzzi room as planned and started a Goodwill bag and a throw away bag. I'm happy to say the Goodwill bag is fuller. I feel like I've been unloading my life at Goodwill the past few weeks, but I feel good about getting rid of stuff. I guess this is the season in my life where I need to purge.

In between the cleaning Tom and I took a quick trip to the cemetery to visit his dad and my mom. It really is nice that they're at the same cemetery.

Came home to a continuation of sorting and cleaning before my daughters and granddaughters started getting ready for a flash mob that they were doing for Breast Cancer... never a dull moment at my house.

Now I'm off to take Makenna to her first day of preschool... praying that she'll use kind words. I'll let you know how it went tomorrow.

Ready for Preschool!

Have a beautiful Monday! “Whatever you are, be a good one.”
― Abraham Lincoln


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