When I was five years old my parents were getting ready to sell our house. They had found where they wanted to move and were just trying to figure everything out with the house we were in. I remember telling them that our house was big and nice and they should sell it for One Hundred Dollars. I thought that was so much money.
Here I sit now and it still feels like One Hundred is a lot; At the same time though, it feels like so much more than it actually is.
Happy Hundredth Post little blog!
I wanted to write something smart but, the more I think about it the less I come up with. There will be more.