Dwelling

I did something yesterday that I haven't done in a long time...I stayed home. Oh yea I did my certain routine everyday things but I told myself it was time to dwell. It seems that when the kids are not around~I am off. What is it about being alone that I don't like. Is it a bad thing?

I made my list (cuz you know that is what I do) and I started checking it off. I figured start in one room and work your way through the whole house. Well the list got made and as I started, one thing lead into another and I still have the list. Isn;t it funny how a clean house doesn't seem to impress any one but yourself. And no one seems to even see that the grass got cut.

What is important to one is not to another. The older I get, the less that "things" matter. I will never be known for my clean house but I may be known for a my smile. I will not have the most "stuff" to pass on to my kids but maybe they will stop and smell the roses. I think that I am trying to live life more like that. I hope that my kids will know God like I do. That is the important things.

It was good to stay home yesterday. Realizing what is important and what is just "stuff".