One of the ways summer is good for me is that it pushes me to operate differently than I do when left to my own devices. This is primarily because the boys are home. Instead of 'getting things done', I get out and in summer. And tonight, coming home to chaos after a full, fun day of hiking and picnicing with friends, I was able to convince myself that I am not a terrible housekeeper. I decided I am a good wife, mother and friend who happens to have a messy house.