Lately I feel like the world is throwing a very specific reminder at me from all directions. From Julia Marcum’s ‘Don’t wait’ to Shavonda’s advice that curating your home is a marathon, not a sprint to Whitney McGregor’s interview with Anne Smith on the But Not All at Once podcast, the universe really wants me to remember that I need to love my house as it is and create a sacred, loving place for me and for my family. There’s a children’s hymn, Home Can Be a Heaven on Earth (which I freely admit has never been my favorite), that reminds you in a sickly sweet way that your home should be as close to a sacred space as you can create. Who doesn’t love the feeling of walking into your home, dropping your bags, and just feeling that bone-deep release? You are home. You are loved here. You are in a safe place.
I hope that all of you have somewhere that you can embrace that feeling. We will be doing our best this holiday season to embrace the space that we are in, in its current state ,and enjoy it as fully as possible.
Do you ever pause to savor the excitement of starting a new project? It’s such a heady feeling. Inspiration and creativity creep in and you just can’t wait to dip your toes in, to watch magic unfold.
From projects big to small, I can feel my creative energies flowing again. We have a plan for the dining room that I am both excited about and terrified of. I have a few little projects in mind (bathroom curtains, a painting series, a photo ledge) that we are easing into. In general, I can’t wait to see what is just around the corner.
I hope 2019 is also treating you to some creative inspiration. Good luck with your magic, friends!
How do you keep yourself from getting overwhelmed by your To-Do list? I know I’m not the only person who struggles with this. Between work, unpacking, bills, and attempting to keep up a healthy social life and relationship… it’s enough to make anybody bury their head in the sand, ostrich style.
This has been my place for the past two months or so. On the one hand, I’m just SO excited to be a homeowner. On the other… everything now feels SO much more permanent and overwhelming. What if I make the wrong choice? It will be ruined.
My husband has been watching me spiral in my own indecision-land and finally got fed up. Picture me, having a tailspin of how important it is to pick just the right thing for every little thing and take pity on the man. He grabbed me by the shoulders, stared into my eyes and said “JUST PICK ONE THING.”
This did not calm me down. At all. I did not want to just pick one… I’d hate it later for sure. So many things could go wrong based on my one choice. He amended his statement. “Just pick one thing to do tonight. Hang one piece of art or arrange one drawer.”
For some reason this clicked, Cool, that I can handle. We had lift off. I picked my one thing. For the most part, we’ve graduated to 5 things a night. Focusing on a few things at a time makes everything seem much less daunting. It’s hard to come home after work and think, “I have to get the entire kitchen done.” All I really want is Netflix, some dinner ,and to laze a bit with my family. If I convince myself that the lazing around can start just as soon as I do A, B, C, D, & E, I am conned. I’m sure there’s some science back there somewhere.
Do you have some kind of magical way to get everything done without giving yourself a migraine? What’s your secret?
It’s not official until it’s on the internet right? Well, here’s our announcement: we bought a house! Unless you have directly seen us, we’ve been keeping it a bit quiet. It felt like a jinx to announce before the actual move (we’re very optimistic people, we promise). We’ve officially been in the house for about two weeks now and I can say it’s exciting and chaotic. It seems like this entire month has been utter madness and it has been non-stop, but with the help of some fabulous friends and family, we are finally getting settled in.
I can’t wait to really dig into making this house ours and turning a house into a home.
The past few days of pretty weather have made me obsess over spring. It is the season on new possibilities, the season of flowers, and the season of allergies. Two of those are exciting. One is a necessary evil. And please don’t be that person and crush my dreams, don’t point out that I live in South Carolina, and there’s still at least one cold snap coming. I realize this; I enjoy my denial.
How do you make it through that last stretch between winter and spring? I’m over here trying to convince myself to come out of hibernation and get back to exercising and get over missing the festivity of Christmas decor.
What are your default ways to celebrate the new season? Music? Flowers? Spring Cleaning? We need some inspiration over here!