consumed

My life is consumed by a rehab we’re working–running numbers, washing, painting, shopping, pulling carpet, calling contractors–while juggling office work.

None of my house projects are moving forward–not the coloring on the walls, not bread-baking, not potholder sewing.

I also had to put my cat down yesterday. She was seventeen. I’ve lived more of my life with her than without her, so that’s emotionally consuming.

And now I must consider eating and heading outside to clean up the landscaping.

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About Chrissie Reinhart

Christian, wife, mother; striving to strive.
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