Half a small ziploc bag of goldfish crackers. That was all.
I stood there staring at the bag, paralyzed, for more than two minutes. What to do with it? I wasn’t sure how long it had been sitting there, or which of my four kids picked at it earlier that day.
But it was just one thing. One. On a counter covered with stuff.
If I took this long with every item, I would spend all day just clearing the kitchen counter.Read More» Posted by June Doran