Because life is always easy.....

or maybe not.

I no sooner got Miss Pear down for a nap (which she protested because she is a bit under the weather and has clearly picked up on the emotional undercurrent in our house...more about that later), the kitchen is a mess because Miss Pear can now reach the entire counter if she gets a chair so everything is piled on the bar between the kitchen and dining room, the sink is full of dishes from bread making - sour dough bread is done, whole wheat rolls (from the More-With-Less Cookbook ) are rising. And there was a toy explosion in the living room. Not quite sure about that.

So Miss Pear is napping, and I am resting because my energy is still lagging, and the phone rings. It is an agent asking to show our home this evening.

"Oh, of course," I say in my most encouraging voice as I gulp and look around the house.

So apparently, if you want to show your house, do many different projects in the morning, and rest before cleaning them up. Works every time.

Lord, please help me get ready, it will only happen with your help!