Dreaming of mudrooms and maids. Dreaming of space. More space, indoors and out. Dreaming of a room to call my own. My art studio. Dreaming of playing art all day in solitude.
Thankful for my little house. Thankful for my messy children. Yet still dreaming....
How does one stay on top of it all? And when is that Nanny showing up? Dreaming and wishing.
Can you tell it's cleaning day here?