My Piles

Pile #1:

And a little poem for those of you with a similar stack-

THANK GOD FOR DIRTY DISHES
Author Unknown

Thank God for dirty dishes;

They have a tale to tell.

While others may go hungry,

We're eating very well

With home, health, and happiness,

I shouldn't want to fuss;

For this stack is evidence,

God's very good to us.

Pile #2 :

This particular countertop section in my kitchen provides a running portrayal of how "ont top of it" I am feeling (or not feeling) about life.

And in relation to pile #2, I share a poem from my "motherhood" collection which I am aiming to have bound and published within the next little while :)

PAPER PILE
by Julia Whitehead

Junk mail, homework, cupons, ads,
Bills that I should file.
Magazines and more are sitting
In my paper pile.

Cluttering my countertop
And looking downright scary.
I start to chip away and wonder,
Where’s my secretary?

So if it seems I’ve vanished-
Haven’t seen me for a while,
Please start to dig, I’m buried
Underneath my paper pile.

And pile #3, the winner:

So why am I sitting here blogging?

These photos were actually taken last week. Today I have spent the entire morning cleaning. So the piles are looking a little better. For now...