tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307129997060496779.post1865186723817044683..comments2023-10-15T04:07:20.678-04:00Comments on Everyday Ordinary Dawnings: The Real WelcomeDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14094197945284879330noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307129997060496779.post-1199200193522605692012-04-27T17:29:32.627-04:002012-04-27T17:29:32.627-04:00Good for you that you didn't take the easy way...Good for you that you didn't take the easy way out and stay in the kitchen! Community is welcoming - no matter what. I bet he didn't notice the house near as much as the welcome.Jerraleahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04303751802364926617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307129997060496779.post-88217456445645287262012-04-27T11:58:01.453-04:002012-04-27T11:58:01.453-04:00Thanks, Shelly. I noticed that you failed to menti...Thanks, Shelly. I noticed that you failed to mention whether or not your house is perfect or looks lived in. Don't think I didn't notice. :)<br /><br />My housekeeping was much better when I wasn't working full time.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14094197945284879330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307129997060496779.post-20213067565976853652012-04-27T11:19:30.027-04:002012-04-27T11:19:30.027-04:00My house was always so clean growing up, never a t...My house was always so clean growing up, never a thing out of place. Both my parents are perfectionists, maybe its why they divorced after two years. So when I go into houses that are lived in like yours, as a child and now, I feel at home, like I belong and I dream about what that feels like to live in that kind of freedom. Embrace the mess, it says your living.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com