Our homeschool year is wrapping up, classes are being completed, things here are winding down. In the few quiet moments I get each day, I ponder what the fetch I am going to do next year when it is only me, the baby, and the dog at home.
What I daydream about is cleaning my house, exercising, and painting things. The painting part is pretty typical Mary, but what the heck has happened to me that I dream about being able to scrub my kitchen floors on a more regular basis? And exercising? Who am I?