Anyone else feel like this sometimes? I think our shoe shelf accurately shows what my life is like: organized chaos. It gives me the opportunity to choose whether my glass in half empty or half full. Or in the shoe situation, whether I can be happy that they are up off the floor and I’m not tripping over them, or that it’s still chaos on the shelf with 1/3 of the family’s shoes still floating around the house in odd places. Perhaps when I’m feeling more towards the pessimistic, I can force myself to take the happy outlook by walking through the front porch often so that I’m thankful I haven’t tripped over anything.