You know the moment in Target when you lose your cool completely then look up at the security cameras and wonder if you are going to be on the evening news? I’m willing to bet at that same moment, there are women in Targets all over the country looking up for the same reason. We all see the same moon; we all see the same security cameras.
I would make the world’s worst teacher. And I don’t mean somewhere below adequate, I mean rock bottom. I’m that bad. You know, wait, I used to have a teacher that used to read our textbooks to us. I’m just above her.
When I try to teach something to my own children I frequently have an overwhelming desire to get up, say, “you know what, never mind, you are not as smart as I always thought you were,” and walk away. Fortunately, I haven't done that. Yet. This is one of the main reasons I don’t home school. The temptations would be too great. I know my limitations.
I have too much stuff. I've mentioned this before. My children also have too much stuff. Since I'm the one that bought most of it and they don't quite get what minimalism is, it can be tougher to get rid of their stuff than my stuff. Tougher for me, it turns out.
I like to throw things.