Hmmmm. Have I ever had more time than money?
Sometimes I think I have. For instance when I was out of work for a couple months – I had more time than money. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have more money than time. Someone with a terminal illness or a loved one dying could care less about money, they would want time. It’s all perspective.
One thing that is certain, I usually need “just a little bit more” of each ~ time & money.
Like tonight, I had a few things I wanted to accomplish.
1. Can the pears
2. Move my desk & computer to Cara’s old room
3. Move the bed in Cara’s room to Nate’s room
4. Organize desk stuff & go through receipts
Here’s what I accomplished by 10pm tonight: (I worked til 5)
1. The Pears are canned.
2. moved desk and computer to Cara’s room
3. Move the bed in Cara’s room to Nate’s room
Ok, pretty good accomplishments. But, because I don’t want to discourage you all, I shall “keep it real” (as the Pioneer Woman says). Therefore, I shall show you this . . .
what wasn’t in the picture of Nate’s room
and what the kitchen looks like now, at 10:15 pm!
Nate’s room can wait to be finished. But the kitchen I must go clean now. I really dislike waking up to a messy kitchen.
