i don’t have much on my plate. i mean sure, i have my own personal crap like i need a closet cleaned out, but nothing major or earth shattering. i think the universe does that so when my people need me, i have room.
the Numbers are notorious for carrying each others burdens. things that are too much for us to deal with, we will “give” to another Number that CAN handle it. for example, Allie was carrying my “cheating husband” and i have her “i’ll never get married” stuffed in a box in a closet somewhere. i think Lola has something of mine wedged under her bed, while i have “pray i don’t have to have surgery that wouldn’t be covered by my OWN hair” in the trunk of my car. i haven’t carried anything from Tasty or M’ary in a while… i think because once you give it away, the Universe takes care of it. i am a firm believer that if you continue to exert all of your energy into a negative thing, you keep bringing in negative things. call it The Secret, call it The Law of Attraction, i call it Being A Hull since it was my Mom and Aunt who helped instill that in me.
so sure, i’m a little stressed about a closet and a shed, but those are fixable things. easy peasy. gimme a weekend and a Cute Boy Who Lifts Heavy Things and i’ll have it taken care of.
but i digress. the universe has given me a big plate. and a LOT of space. and i am thankful and lucky enough to have friends who not only trust me, but trust me with their stuff.
love your faces,