2 thoughts on “it’s the little triumphs that sometimes mean the most”

  1. I can’t do the “my clothes hamper is empty” dance, but I can do a few ” my dishes are done” gyrations! The bliss will be fleeting, though. The first dirty dish on the counter always leads to more. And then, finally, to eating cereal out of a large mixing bowl with a serving spoon.

  2. I feel your pain. (That’s why the countertop near the sink isn’t represented in the photo… * sigh *)

    Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to find some clean forks or else it’s nacho night again…
    (Thank god for finger food!) 😀

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