I really could use some intervention in my life. No, I’m not a druggie or an alcoholic. I’m a “stacker”! The worst part about being a stacker??? Is my family stacks too! Oh the humanity! We have stuff stacked all over the place. No room is off limits. We stack in our living room (mainly this would be Don and Sweetboy), we stack on our staircase (all with great intentions to haul the item up or down the stairs), we stack in our kitchen….could be the bar….could be the table–you pick, it’s stacked! We definitely stack in our bedrooms and the bathroom too. I HATE IT! Drives me crazy!

I need help, ya’ll! I go through the stuff we accumalate on a fairly regular basis….but still, we have too much junk and not enough room. I cringe when I see that show come on, “Clean House”. Those people would be overwhelmed if they came over to sweep us out. We aren’t dirty….just cluttered. Right now I have a storage tub to go fill up for under my bed. Here I sit, blogging instead! Shame on me! Somebody stop me!

I have guests coming tomorrow….and I have to work all day. My house needs a bit of work in order to not scare them away. I used to think having a house full of little kids was messy. Now I see having a house with ANY kids is messy. Oh well, I am grateful to have a house full of kids. Today, after school there were 7 teenagers here. I could hear them laughing and having a great time downstairs. I really love that. Right now, it’s just hubby and me. Everyone has split in different directions. But they’ll be back…..don’t you worry. Home is where the heart is….and the food and the money.

I’ll leave you with this question. WHAT MATTERS MOST TO YOU? Is it a perfect house? Perfect kids? Lots of money? Free time? Great job? Fancy car? Or is it simple things like…..time with God and family? I will have to choose God and family. My house will never be perfect, but it’s warm and comfortable. My kids, well, they will never be perfect but they are just right for me. Money, oh it just trickles through our hands anyway. Free time, that’s what Sunday afternoons are for. Jobs, cars….those are just things. They don’t define us. Think about what really matters to you–and go for it!

Psalm 16:5-6 “Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.

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