I’m a visual person. Beautiful spaces, interiors, photography, art, and just about any form of design is what draws me and inspires me. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t this way, because I’m always, always tempted to place more time and value and priority on the things that are visible rather than the things that aren’t; our God, our faith, our hearts. It often feels like a gift and a snare, not to mention it’s an awful lot of work to want to make everything around you pretty all of the time when you have four little treasures/small humans that don’t have the same priorities! So, when I take photos, I do it when things are clean and in order because that’s when I feel my best; energized, creative, and like I have the chance to capture something special. But the pretty pictures that I take on occasion are not at all representative of what normal life looks like, and they’re not supposed to be. So just in case you thought I was trying to fool you into thinking anything otherwise about my life or my family or my house (after my LAST POST), here is proof to the contrary. Hopefully it brings a smile to your face, cause….well, you’ll see.
A regular day;
Toys everywhere, blankets everywhere, puzzles all over the floor, food all over the counters (it’s casserole making day!), dirty laundry, clean laundry spilled onto the floor out of the dryer, crumbs, action figures, stuff half falling off the fridge, homemade blue plant food that stays up high (in incidentally, in sight) so the kids don’t drink it (they try), recyclable trash, a TV antenna that’s now hanging on the visible part of the wall in the living so that we get the right channels for football season, cock-eyed chairs, dirty dishes, dirty rags, a huge gash in our dining room table that happened two moves ago. Come to think of it, it’s a true miracle that there aren’t seven different pairs of shoes scattered everywhere. And I didn’t even bother showing you the kids rooms, or the “office” that we have crammed into our closet in the master bedroom, or the powder room full of potty-training clutter and kids toothbrushes. Those spaces are disasters all their own.
Hahahaha, who’s with me?
Have a great day, friends, and stay encouraged! Even if your house looks like mine. (Insert laugh-cry emoticon here.)