A peripheral glance through my children’s arts and crafts reveals an alarming pattern; I’m lauding intelligence, success… just like my parents
I hate school projects.
I’m sorry if that’s terrible to say and don’t let my kids’ morahs find out.
But as soon as my children bring home a project or some artwork I begin to gauge their level of distraction and how many minutes must pass before I can surreptitiously place it in the garbage.
You might say I’m the opposite of a pack rat.
I love throwing things out.
I love the feeling it provides the sloughing off of old skin the feeling of freedom of lightness. I love things clean and neat and organized.
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