I only have a few minutes to write as I’m trying to squeeze in work between loads of laundry, getting the smallest child ready for bed, feeding the cats, and trying to settle in to watch the last “This Is Us” episode of the season. Don’t spoil it for me.
I’m worried about my obsession with vintage Viking glass vases. I found another one today at Goodwill to add to my current collection of 19. I don’t even like having live flowers in the house as the cats just knock them over trying to drink the water out of the vases. So now I have more empty vases. Should I be worried? What do other people obsess over? I guess there are more evil vices in the world. But what if one day after I die my kids talk about how I was a crazy lady who had 1483 Viking glass vases all over her house? It could happen. I see the path clearly. Something to ponder tonight, Diary.