After 30 years with this man I too have an unnatural affection for clean and clear spaces. Not sure I could go with a completely bare kitchen counter but it would be lovely to pare down to a few (very few) useful but decorative canisters and... well, nothing else. Maybe, just maybe a bowl of fruit.
It suddenly dawned on me that my love for clean, clear spaces has spilled over into my blog and I probably have one of the barest pages in Bloggyville. I'm participating in two long-term activities this year and those are the only two buttons on my side bar. In just the last few days I've been invited to grab buttons at no fewer than 9 blogs I read regularly and put on my blog to spread the internet love.
And I can't do it.
I just can't.
It would make my
I can't tell you the joy I felt gazing upon the empty expanse of counter at Centro Esperanza when I took over cups and plates and breakfast things for the guests who will be staying there. In an effort to keep from adding even one item to that counter, I went ahead and set the table and put everything on it instead.
[You can put things on a table. Why that's okay and not the counter, I do not know. That's just the way it is.]
Obviously I have issues.
Not sure whether to ask for prayer or embrace my inner clean counter freak.