My entire life has been 'one day at a time'.
Did I mention there is no kitchen sink?
What else I did NOT do in my garden today was to pick up, shake out and fold a ton of fabric. The entire front room used to be a sewing room, fabric scattered everywhere. Everything is now neatly folded on shelves or in drawers. Kind of puts a crimp in creativity, but at least it looks nice. It is now the 'guest room'.
I could mention that the other guest room has 6 chickens living in a wading pool inside of a dog exercise enclosure.
Is anything about my house normal?
And I have company arriving tomorrow!!!
