The age-old question “Does the dog wag the tail, or does the tail wag the dog?” I never figured the answer to this one out, although I have often pondered it. Tonight, while I was folding socks, which ordinarily isn’t a big deal, but in our house, we have a basked with about 100-150 pairs of socks that people dive into and grab what they need instead of organizing them. Until, dad just can’t take it any more and the OCD finally causes me to match them at 1:30am. I realized that it wasn’t a job it was a task, and I should allow myself to be in the moment and feel what I was doing was bringing value to the rest of the family.
