Singin’ in the…bathroom??

Imagine me dressed up in my grey slacks and white blouse ready to teach a college class. A picture of conformed professionalism. I walk into the bathroom before class and something makes me halt. A woman was singing her little heart out in the bathroom. I mean this was not humming. This was full-out beltingContinue reading “Singin’ in the…bathroom??”

A Double Hoarder’s Testimony

I was listening to a friend talk about her experience with a hoarder recently–helping to clean out a house filled with more than a lifetime of stuff. Everywhere were boxes of worthless junk alongside never worn clothes tags still on. As my friend spoke of trying to clear out the hoarders house, I imagined theContinue reading “A Double Hoarder’s Testimony”