Yes, you read the title of this post correctly. I have spent most of the day staring at an egg. It’s not just any egg though, it’s an egg with personality. To be fair the personality probably comes more from the chick inside it than from the egg itself as the shell is the only eggy bit left.
Sometimes we make choices that we know are going to make our lives harder, but we make them regardless. Thankfully it’s a chronic human condition to want to take our intricate and complex lives and add a few more twists and turns and perhaps, if you’re like our family, a bit more dirt and chaos than fate originally intended you to have.