I want to look out at our backyard on July 5th, 7 am and not have my first thought be: When, exactly, will we clean this up?
I want to walk into the scene of CG playing Naptime with Z and not think: Yeah, but have you folded the laundry?
I want to ride the "train" at the mall with Z for a Mommy Date and not spend a single second thinking about the germs that are definitely encrusted in its corners.
I want to get on a plane to see far-flung family and not have it be for a memorial service.
I want to change all of these. The last, sadly, is just the way it is. Change the things we can. Accept the things we cannot change, right? (Bleh.)
(See you in a bit.)
