In the first year after Courtney died, I didn’t spend much time in the kitchen on a regular basis. We lived off of the contents of the deep freezer and then when I went to work for the church, I spent more time eating at my desk than I did at our kitchen table. I have been home now for a month and I finally feel like I am getting my homemaking sea legs back again.
This morning, after a rough night of insomnia and a serious neuropathy flare up, I was determined to start the week off well. I made a house cleaning schedule and then got to work on the upstairs bathroom