quietish

Today in church the message continued on the demise of the house of Eli, and in Sunday school we studied two Psalms -- i want to say 41 and 42 but i haven't checked. "Why are you downcast, oh my soul?" Then we had a missions trip meeting which was quite interesting. I came home and expected to spend the afternoon reading, but soon found myself rearranging furniture and washing windows. Then i printed out a few things, finished my book, and started cleaning my own room. I cleaned for hours but it really doesn't look much different. My closet looks much neater, but it's about as packed as can be. I think i would like for my room to be like an upscale clothing store, with everything as if it's on display. Then i wouldn't lose track of purses, shoes, and articles of clothing for months and years at a time. But i'd need a lot of space for that, i suppose. Or perhaps the answer is to have less clothes.