Planting a life

Ok, so I sorta planned on only one post per day. Hell, often I can barely finish the one I start. I begin writing it and suddenly find myself obsessing over some sentence or idea. Before long, it's seveal hours, maybe even lunch time, and I've revised the damned thing twelve times and only have three sentences.So anyways, After this morning's wonderful hug, I found myself conversing withmyself (call it daydreaming, imaging, whatever...) about raising children. Often I become aware that I'm quickly plugging in some cliche' or used term for something. It's of epic proportions, or in a nutshell, etc, etc....that sort of thing; tired, used up ways for saying something.