We were nomadic this week. We lived out of the car and various bedrooms scattered around Utah Valley.
I bit my nails to the quick trying to reign in my habit of organizing and controlling.
I was marvelously restrained.
“Mom where is my clean underwear?”
Somewhere in the car.
“Honey where is my clean underwear?”
Somewhere in that pile of stuff we brought in from the car and threw on Grandma’s floor.
I’m sure it was lovely for the people we stayed with.
Lovely like a stinky sock.
*Nana I’ll post more pics later…but somewhere in that pile of stuff was my camera and therefore I only managed to take two pictures. One with a borrowed camera and one with a borrowed phone.