Open Houses

There is something about an open house at my home that exhausts me.

Yes, there is the physical aspect of all the cleaning.   But I think it is an emotional aspect that gets me.  The change, some sadness, anxiety.

7pm and I am in bed, reading and blogging.

The minute I sank into the crisp white sheets I started to feel better.

Oh, by the way, there is no better color sheet for summer than white.

There is something about white sheets in the summer that is just divine.