There are various havocs being wrought in my life right now.
Nursing wreaks havoc on my back and neck. So does holding a baby for much of the day. But this little bug is so sweet and precious and this time is so short that I'll savor the havoc wrought. I don't mind one bit.
Remodeling wreaks havoc on my house and my sanity, but there is such a big, bright, shining, radiant beam of light at the end of this tunnel, I don't mind this one bit either. I really can hardly believe I'll have a new basement soon. SOON!
Rain everyday wreaks some havoc on my mental state. But I don't have to water my grass and garden much.
Greek food (or Lebanese) wreaks havoc on my taste buds and I want to eat it every day.
Not having a dresser for Brynja wreaks havoc on my room. Sad thing is, I have one, but I want to paint it and so I keep not using it thinking I'll paint it. And here I sit typing about it while it sits downstairs remaining unpainted.
All good things. Equal measures of havoc and peace.