As I Listen To My Husband Vacuum...

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That's right, I did not stutter! As I listen to my husband vacuum, I wonder, how did this happen? What angel has touched him and asked him to help with home chores? I do not care who, what, why, or how, just keeping touching him!

I love the word, eclectic. It safely encompasses my style. It gives me freedom that does not come with modern, country, cottage or deco styles. Eclectic rolls off the tongue and makes my style seem important and fashionable.

I think eclectic is just a word for me liking lots of different things and none of them really go together but I like it anyway.

We must have the trophy buck so I dressed it up with my favorite scarf and it becomes eclectic rather than tasteless....isn't it wonderful?