room for improvement

There is never a night that goes by that I don't lay down in bed and the
many thoughts of things I could have done better that  day go through
my mind. 

There is always the....
~I should have said this instead
~I could have done that better
~oooops how did I forget that
~Why did I do that, or why didn't I do it that other way


Isn't it always fun (ok not really) when something you hear or something you see
reminds you that you just aren't doing enough and that you should be doing better? 
The reminder is nice, but the guilt that comes with it kinda stinks.

I came across this little reminder this morning and yes I am experiencing the
"kinda stinks" right now!


A house is a house is a house-until love comes through the door, that is.
And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel dust that
transforms a house into a very special home for very special people: your
family.


Money, of course, can build a charming house, but only love can furnish it
with a feeling of home.


Duty can pack an adequate sack lunch, but love may decide to tuck a little
love note inside.


Money can provide a television set, but love controls it and cares enough to
say no and take the guff that comes with it.


Obligation sends the children to bed on time, but love tucks the covers in
around their necks and passes out kisses and hugs (even to teenagers!).


Obligation can cook a meal, but love embellishes the table with a potted ivy
trailing around slender candles.


Duty writes many letters, but love tucks a joke or a picture or a fresh stick
of gum inside.


Compulsion keeps a sparkling house. But love and prayer stand a better chance
of producing a happy family.


Duty gets offended quickly if it isn’t appreciated. But love learns to laugh
a lot and to work for the sheer joy of doing it.


Obligation can pour a glass of milk, but quite often love will add a little
chocolate.


- Author Unknown