I worked a little on the dollhouse this weekend. After I did the important stuff I was supposed to do. I also did a bunch of other stuff that needed doing, and routine work stuff and routine life stuff. Our lives are filled with so much stuff activities, there never seems to be enough time. To make it worse, there's always a guilty voice at the back of my mind that tells me to stop playing and get a real job.
Denise's blog post this morning fell on that little voice like Dorothy's house fell on the Wicked Witch in the Wizard of Oz.
If you doubt the validity of doing things that bring you joy, read what Denise has to say.
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