I seriously love a good timer.
And I did mention some of these thoughts were going to be highly superficial, so, here goes.
I love timers. And here is why, in my heart I know I can do almost anything for like 10 minutes. Even if I stare at my kitchen and wonder what whirlwind came into it and how on earth I will ever see my counters again, my mind knows I can work like crazy for 10 minutes.
Well, maybe not ALL, but more is right with the world then when I started.
The one pictured here happens to be my favorite. I like pushing the number buttons instead of an up and down button…
I have a fear that my life is going to be swallowed by housework. And, frankly it could – but my timer, as well as my cleaning schedule keeps that at bay. Sadly, I’m also getting my children addicted to timers. 30 minutes on the computer, 10 minutes of weeding. Good thing they’re so cheap at Ikea.