It’s Sunday, and I’m writing this before the usual chaos of “cleaning day” sets in. The rest of the household is still asleep – even my dachshund, Robbie, gave me one look as I left the room and promptly claimed my spot on the bed.
As the eternally-grumpy Jim Hopper wisely said: “Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.” As I set about making coffee and thus fulfilling one half of that sentiment, the contemplation finally arrived. Okay, maybe it didn’t arrive until after my first cup.
I came to the realization that not only was this blog officially one month old, but that I still hadn’t fully settled on a focus for it.