The house we raised our boys in had a family room, dining room and living room lined up to look like a football field. The wall-to-wall shag carpeting that ran from one end of the house to the other was awful. We planned to replace it immediately.
It took us ten years to rip it up, sand the floors and buy the area rugs that we continue to use twenty-five years later. We still wonder how we could have waited so long.
I thought about that yesterday because, after sixteen years in our current house, we re-arranged the desks in our small study, and it looks twice as big. Why did it take us sixteen years to figure that out?
So I have decided to turn over a new leaf. I am going to do things sooner rather than later.
There might not be that much "later" left.