The obvious and fair solution to the housework problem is to let men do the housework for, say, the next six thousand years, to even things up. The trouble is that men, over the years, have developed an inflated notion of the importance of everything they do, so that before long they would turn housework into just as much of a charade as business is now. They would hire secretaries and buy computers and fly off to housework conferences in Bermuda, but they’d never clean anything. ~Dave Barry
Home is a key on my laptop between delete and end.
Home is what I click on when I’m lost on a website so I can start again.
Home is a base where I’d start off batting, and strive to end up back there safe.
Home is a verb when I’m homing in.
Home is where I can’t be homesick but I can be home sick.
Home is my refuge, my shelter, my nest.
Home is not just a place, it’s the people I love.
Home is in my heart and a memory in my mind.
Home is a workplace.
Home is the best place to get a good night’s sleep.