I asked Travis what he wanted for his birthday and he said beer and chocolate. 🙂
30!!!! Holy cow! He’s SO old now!
hehehe
I’ve felt these past few days have been in a funk. But haven’t really realized it till today. Don’t you hate that?!
*Travis’ 30 birthday is tomorrow and it’s stressing me out. (the planning) I hate admin things. As in I’d rather scrub toilets than do planning/calling/etc.
*I’ve considered canceling my Etsy account because I’m comparing my items to others and mine seem elementary.
* We took back our cats and I’ve had the worst sleep since Emma was born.
*I’ve thought about blogging but had a bad attitude about it. I’ve in fact, began to compare this blog to another. One that is extremely different than mine. I’m sure you’ve heard the popular phrase, ‘Comparison steals joy’
That pretty much sums up my whole week, my joy got stolen. I gave it up actually. Have you ever felt that way? Mixed with ‘every day to do lists’ makes for an emotionally tiring week.
A week where I did a lot everyday but now have trouble remembering what I did.
So why am I talking with you now? Well…
today I had a breakdown and hit a parked cop car.
Just kidding. 😉 Wouldn’t that be the worst?! hehehe
My moment actually came in my home, caused by a headache that threatened to end my life. (yes, I love the dramatics)
I normally get two kinds of headaches. Stress and coffee. Today they decided to team up on me.
So as I put in Emma’s second movie of the day, and I snuggled in my quilt my mom made (which is the comfiest/warmest quilt ever) I was forced to analyze why I felt horrible. I wanted it to go away so I needed to learn why it was here. Coffee part- easy fix. Stress- not so much.
Long story short, I realized I was putting too much expectations on myself trying to make Travis’ birthday ‘extra special’. Yes it’s his 30th, and it’s important to celebrate him getting really REALLY old. But I need to remember what he wants. He’s simple. Relational. He could care less if I make a banner with his name in blue polka dots. (which yes, I was actually going to do)
So as I sit here with a coffee in hand sitting next to Emma in the bath, I felt the desire to tell you that if you find yourself relating to this post- you might want to check yourself… before you get a headache or worse. Our bodies will tell us when we’ve gone too far, and it’s usually not fun.
Here is a refreshing reminder I found on Pinterest. Peace out.
This is the main hub of our home. Snuggling, reading books, movies, late night hot coco’s and hanging with friends. It’s our family room in our living room.
Above, TEAM stands for our names, Emma’s art work that switches out often and our family picture.
Below are handprints I embroidered. Travis, blue. Me, Pink. Emma, Yellow.
I’m slowly killing this palm. It was full and beautiful, but not now.
And that’s it. Our comfy living room. A place we love sharing with friends and family.
I am in full denial about it still being winter and am already planning my patio garden as if we need it by next week. I am in the first stage which is planning. I have no plot of land to dream with…but that has not stopped me from thinking about succulent gardens, Emma’s own potted garden, growing vegetables, small table for evening meals as well as a place to sit and read a book.
Here is what I have in mind for the suculent garden.
Doesn’t this look incredibly peaceful?! Perfect for a corner. I can see a possible water feature next to it with a bench where you can get lost in a book?
Here is my idea for our pallet garden-which I’m planting a myriad of colored flowers.
(and you can believe there will be many DIY posts covering all my projects!)
http://lifeonthebalcony.com/how-to-turn-a-pallet-into-a-garden/
What things are you looking forward to doing around you to allow for a peaceful space?
I’m loving the friendships God is placing in my life right now.
I’ve heard a lot of people say how they feel disconnected and like nobody will go out of their way to make that extra effort. Yet I also see them sitting in their house not doing anything about it. It’s like we get used to the same patterns in life.
Change it up yo!
There should be friends of all kinds. Not nesesarily one friend for everything. I remember being shocked when I was told this. I had felt this burdon of being the perfect friend. No idea where it came from, but it was there.
Once I heard that I could have many different kinds of friends I felt free to expand and explore the relationships I had around me.
Find the friends you can cry with.
Find the friends you can laugh and giggle with.
Find the friends you look up to.
Find the friends who are passionate about the same things.
Find the friends who are past your stage in life.
Find the friends that slightly annoy you.
Find the friends you can be spontaneous with.