Yesterday, I sat around ALL day staring at my phone or the TV. I mean the entire day. By the time I went to bed, I felt awful. I felt lazy and fat and like the worst parent ever (Happy Easter kiddies). Today I know that most of those things aren’t true (I hope), but in my reflection of the day, I came to realize a few small truths about myself. One truth is that I have zero desire to do that again. I skipped ping pong with the family. I barely looked up when someone came into the room. I paid no mind to the laughter of my family – something I ordinarily crave. Ugh, what was I thinking. Another truth – though not necessarily spurned from yesterday, is that I still, every day, am figuring out who I am, who I want to be. On one hand, I want to have a house that is very minimal and neutral, concentrating on fresh air and all things NOT screen related. On another hand, I want to have a house that is annoy...