Things I've gotten this week that make me smile:

A pretty oil burner on clearance for $6 along with a few different bottles of oil that were marked down to a dollar a piece.

A charm that says "Thrive" to make yet another nurisng necklace for $2.

Marked down Easter hand towels with ruffles and cute patterns to make towel bibs for Delilah for $3.

I also went to zerbos yesterday and got some more granola, yogurt, hummos, pita crunchers and apple chips. I felt guilty because none of these things were on clearance but considering clearance groceries are usually about to perish, I'm ok with this. I had actually stopped there after I went to the Social Security office because I thought Dannah would be working but she was not.

No word on the apartment yet. I'd like to be able to say we have a plan B but unfortunately we do not. This house is falling apart around us and I'm dying to leave.

I'm watching Delilah sit up in her pack n play and squeal in delight because she has two pacis at the moment. One in each hand. I love her innocence. She could also be gloating due to the fact that I caved and let her skip her nap after listening to her complain for ten minutes in her crib. I'm a pushover with a now, very cranky baby. I wish she'd let me sew right now. Count down til bedtime....

A clean slate..

I decided to renovate this blog and start new. I need to write more. I used to write so often but it seems to have become a thing of the past. I wonder why. Maybe because I can never decide on what to say. I start typing and it doesn't feel right or true to my heart and I hit delete. I sit in frustration, unable to articulate my thoughts into something worth reading. Even I don't understand what I feel these days. My own worst critic, enemy, victim..I could go on. I feel so lost at the moment. At a crossroads, unable to take a step for fear I'll ruin not only my life but my childs as well. I've named this 'Consider Tomorrow' for a reason I suppose. So much to consider. I wish I could elaborate but I wouldn't know where to begin.

A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. ~Sophia Loren