Happy Friday everyone!
‘Scuse me while I self-indulge and do a happy dance.
I have had a great week! It’s been awhile, and I found myself uncovering the remnants of such. Here are some of the signs that reveal a perfect seven-day stretch.
- The TSA thinks I’m MIA. I haven’t sniffed an airport in ten days. That’s the longest stretch since before Christmas. That said, I do miss the cattle calls, Southwest pretzels, and luxury coach seating.
- There is craft paper laying everywhere. Nothing says “no stress” like a pile of vintage paper, a glue gun, and 467 new projects in Pinterest.
- I made a mistake without beating myself up. Hubby took me with him to a real estate job so I could take pictures of the house while he did whatever it is realtors do. These homes were built by a dump site, so the nearby waste management company bought them. The homes have remained vacant, and now they want them back on the market. Long story short, I forgot to take pictures of the interior of the second home. How did it happen? Shiny Objects. Scott lured me outside with his blue eyes, and then I found a horse barn–Hay! I love the smell of hay! Look at the pasture. A chicken coop! Oh wait, that was the first house, this one just has horses. Look at the pretty flowers and gorgeous old trees. I wonder what’s in here… My squirrel brain didn’t stand a chance. Even when Scott asked if I had taken the pictures, I said yes. Had this been last week, I would have huffed and puffed and threw the camera at him. Instead, we laughed over my shiny object moment, and I didn’t even blame him for my mistake.
- The laundry boasts piles of sweaty yoga pants and running shorts. I made it back to yoga and running this week. I still shuffled up the hills like an old person running after the 4:00 dinner special, but I did it! Thanks to my hubby, I even went in the rain when it would have been easier to stay inside. Regarding yoga, I had been forgoing the 5:30 a.m. sessions so I could edit my book instead. The writing stalled with two chapters left, so I decided to grab the mat instead of the keyboard. It worked! Monday was a hot mess, Wednesday was filled with Louisa and Lindsey Stirling. Friday was a power hour led by the sweetest, little blonde assassin ever. In all instances, I left the studio with a sense of calm gratitude, inspiration, and dripping wet, bird’s nest hair.
- My girl graduated from college and I didn’t lose my sh*t. Open house, graduation, and a barbecue afterwards.
I got teary-eyed when she walked down the stairs with the cap on her head, but nothing like the clinging-grab-around-the-knees-and-drag-across-the-floor sessions when she left four years ago. No one will ever know how hard Tanna worked to snatch that diploma from the Dean’s hands. After four years of late night calls, weekend study sessions, and SnapChat silliness, she finally did it! Now, it’s off to nursing school and a temporary home in the bedroom that’s nestled next to mine.
- My fingernails are ragged and dirty. After graduation on Saturday, I spent almost eight hours on Sunday in my yard playing with the birds, bees, and petals. Everything is planted or in bloom. I’m not super happy with my snapdragons this year, but the petunias and zinnias are making up for lazy dragon’s less-than-stellar performance.
- My kitchen smells like garlic and the stove top is dirty. Few things make me happier than cooking for my guys. It’s been a comfort food type of week, so I’ve been channeling the Pioneer Woman and the Barefoot Contessa (Scott calls her the “The Bare-breasted Contessa”–sorry, Ina!). It’s been a little cooler here, so I’ve opted for heartier meals like Shepherd’s Pie and Roasted Garlic Pork Chops. In fact, I’m thinking about running a semi-regular foodie theme–complete with pics and recipes. Whaddya think? Wanna come over for dinner? Next up–burnt butter frosted cupcakes (courtesy of the Nigella Lawson–the Domestic Goddess).
- The FitBit app tells me I’m averaging 7 hr 1 min of sleep. That’s over an hour more than the six weeks prior. Am I having a good week because I’m sleeping better or am I sleeping better because it’s been a good week? Things that make you say hmm…….
- My foot doesn’t look like an elephant stump. A funny thing happened in April. Doc B. diagnosed me with Deep Vein Thrombosis (DVT) and a blood clot in my foot. This week, less travel and more physical activity has done wonders for a bad foot – the blood thinners have helped, too. I can almost fit into these sweet little numbers again!
- I’ve been reading more books than social media. And, I’m almost all caught up on my blog reading. Every once in a while, I choose a week to sign off of Facebook. On Sunday, I removed the app from my phone, and have completely ignored it since. It’s nothing personal against my friends or family–it’s a tactic I need to use when I’m overwhelmed. It’s amazing how much more time I spend in the real world when I’m not buried in my phone. I haven’t given up Twitter yet, but I used that for a different purpose this week, and tweeted happy thoughts and inspirational stuff. I know it’s kinda cheesy, but it makes me feel good.
Tell me about your week! What are the signs you find in your heart or home that signal you’ve had a bliss-filled or peaceful week?
If you’ve had a bad week, I’m sorry and am sending you my healing vibes. I don’t write to flaunt my happiness, or make you feel worse. Instead, I write joy to remember joy. That way, I have memories to read when the bad days surface. And, on the days when that doesn’t work, I find my favorite Lindsey videos.
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