Laundry Room

We have a very nice home of which I am very proud of and enjoy very much. It has wonderful, large windows for sunshine and bright colors that ward off gloom. We built our home 8 years ago and I loved doing it. I enjoyed picking everything out and smelling the new smells of fresh paint, hardwood floors and sawdust. I picked our home plan from one previously built and made a few adjustments. Moved a few walls, added space a couple of places, and a bonus room. I thought the bonus room was a must have with two children and toys. The laundry room was in the hall with sliding doors and to be honest I did not even pay much attention to that because I was so excited in the new house. Wow! I thought I was smart in finishing the bonus room. If I had it to do all over again I would have foregone the bonus room and added room for the laundry space. Isn't that how life is? I was looking at the extra stuff and missed the ordinary everyday stuff. Laundry is constant so there is always a pile in the hallway. The hallway that I walk down to get to my bedroom. So I am always washing, trying to keep the pile down. In life we get so busy looking for more and better things that the simple areas become overlooked and then by the time we notice it, well, it's too late. Walks around the block at night watching the stars, sitting on the deck to eat supper and watch the birds, time laughing with your family around the dinner table. Children grow up and move out. Spouses become sick. Our legs become too stiff to walk and our eyes too dim to see. Rainbows come quietly, mark the sky, then fade without a sound. Baby birds hatch, fly to the sky. Leaves turn and fall. Flowers bloom and fade. Everytime I wash a load of laundry I laugh to myself. Alot of good that bonus room does me. I wonder what important stuff, I have sacrifaced, to get what I don't really need?