Scratch
The Call: Scratched Up — Jessica
I’m being very literal here. Again. But in this case I’m also revealing something of the house that we live in. With seven children and two dogs running around, most, if not all, of our furniture is dented, dinged and scratched. It’s impossible to not be — unless I rope off a room and never allow anyone to enter on pain of death! I can’t do that. What’s the point of creating a space in your home that will never be lived in? Even if it’s a bit messy and shabby, at least it’s comfortable and warm.
That’s what I tell myself, at any rate.
On another note, we have finished a whole month of our dialogue! I love to celebrate milestones — it keeps the project moving on in my eyes. So, here’s to the second month and here’s to having barely “scratched the surface” of our project!
Response: Why Bother? — Cheryl
Sometimes, when I’m scrubbing, wiping, sweeping or shining, I wonder why I bother. Any result I achieve will be a mere scratch in the surface of the mess that is my home. I persevere nonetheless, knowing that to give up would leave me in a sorry state, and not just in terms of my physical surroundings.