Hey y'all. We survived Christmas. We got way more presents than we needed. And I would love to show you all our presents with pictures and what not. But who's got time for that? Not me. Not this year. Ok, maybe I'll try to get to it. We'll see. For some reason, I just love showing people stuff. It is definitely my thing. Do normal people just like buy stuff and just like not tell anyone about it? How does that work? I wish it wasn't true but I just love buying things and I love telling people about it. Where is that job? I would like to be a senior buyer and teller about it associate.
On that note, I'm starting a prayer journal. I love journaling and blogging. But of course, there are somethings that you can only talk to God about. And I don't pray like a should. I mean, I do. But it's random and awkward and my mind always trails off into my to-do list. I'm ashamed but it's true. Anyways, I've been wanting to start writing down my prayers and today what did I come across, but a prayer journal. I found this one at Inspirations, a Christian bookstore in town. I was afraid to look it up on Amazon just now for fear that I grossly overpaid but who knew, same price. So yeah, $20 bucks, more money down the drain (but hey, at least it wasn't on clothes ;). Of course, I try to be frugal whenever I can, but I figure my spiritual life isn't something I should skimp on and thankfully my husband agrees, so we're cool.
Have I mentioned that I am sooo on the minimalist bandwagon? I'm a huge fan. I've read or tried to read several articles on clutter and anxiety (but the stupid scary mommy article keeps freezing and crashing, anybody else?!) but it is definitely true in my life. I remember when Micah's family would come visit us when we lived in our two bedroom apartment in Wisconsin and I would get so stressed out. Duffle bags, sleeping bags, and shoes were everywhere. And it wasn't their fault at all. We wanted them to come over. I was excited about them coming over. But then I would end up hiding in my room for a few minutes to calm myself down and I didn't know why. But it was all the clutter.
A year or two ago I watched a minimalist documentary on Netflix. I think I was originally drawn to it because I liked the clean design style. But anyways, it has really helped me. It really clicked when I had the best family visit we'd ever had. It was for Asa's birthday last year. We had all the family over like usual. But it was a few days after we really decided to go all in on selling our house. We had taken several large furniture pieces out of our house and into the garage for storage and we had started packing other stuff up. It was like a weight had been lifted. There was more room for people to walk around and my stuff wasn't everywhere. There was a pile of 20 shoes by my front door and it wasn't overwhelming because there were so many other places for my eyes to rest. I know that sounds weird, but it's true. At first, I thought it was just a better visit because I was excited about the prospect of our new home, but after thinking more, I realized it was, again, the clutter. Or the finally lack of it. We're definitely still a work in progress over here but ohhh less stress is so good.
Anyways, I didn't mean to go off on that huge rabbit trail. I don't even remember what my point was. I'm just saying, that I drank the Koolaid. And it is delicious. Ok, that was a little extreme. But you get my point.
That's about all I've got for tonight. All my good pictures are on my other computer. Lame I know. WE COME HERE FOR THE PICTURES! I know, that's what you're thinking. That's the only way I get Facebook likes is because of my kids. Post something about myself or something I care about? Crickets. Kids? Likes, hearts, laughter everywhere. Don't act like it ain't true. ; )
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