I saw this:
And now I'm dying to finish our porch (aka my "outdoor office") so I can spend some time out there enjoying autumn before it gets too cold. I miss slow and simple afternoons on my porch swing.
Life is far from simple, right now.
Taking a break is impossible, but I am making time for a few distractions that allow me to be creative and bless my home and family at the same time. It's the best I can do.
Some free lumber (it pays when the good folks at Lowe's know you. One of my favorite managers followed us out to the parking lot and gave Soren a toy car, too. They must've missed us! ;)
Anyway The door to the chicken coop broke and needed to be repaired to keep the hens safe. Since I had already gone to the trouble of borrowing an air compressor (mine gave up the ghost a few months ago) and the nail gun was already hooked up, I decided I had no excuse to not finish this project already. It only took 10 minutes and is so functional. This project has been on my to do list for THREE YEARS. WHY didn't I do this sooner? It's so functional now. Function makes life easy, and easy means more time to do important things
After the peeling porch, we'll paint our peeling door. I picked up these color samples. Why not go a little bold for awhile?
It rained friday morning, so walking was canceled. Sloane took a morning nap and I grabbed the bin of photo hanging supplies and went up to the girls room. They have like a million things they want on the walls, but since none of them match or have any coordinating style, I haven't put them up. I also don't care for the periwinkle paint in the room left behind from the previous owners. But let's be real, I'm not painting their room anytime soon, and I decided that it's more important for their room to be a place they love and for their walls to speak their personalities, than for the room to be pinterest perfect. It took about an hour and the girls were SO happy when they got home and saw it. I also finally added hardware to and hung up the mirror they got for Christmas, and put up a bulletin board by the desk for them to save and display artwork on.
It's such a gorgeous day. I got the trim band wall paint shaken for the kitchen slider project that's been unfinished since May. I keep thinking I will find energy or time to knock it out. I need to stick to things I can do in under an hour.
I scored this huge mirror for $10 at a thrift store a year ago. It had no hardware on it, but I finally attached some D rings and got it on the wall with some monkey hooks. I want to paint it, but can't decide if I want to stick with classy white, or do a wild color.
Don't judge the messy dresser top. That's life, right now. It drives me crazy. I'm working on it.
The other piece of art that input up in my bedroom looks a little silly in the photo: all alone on that big wall, but it's an 11x14 +frame and doesn't feel lost in real life. We have plans to move a chair or settee to that corner where I can hide and read a book.
My friend Jocelyn brought by this cake and hung out for a bit the other day. I love her. I felt no need to entertain, no need to be or feel anything I'm not feeling. No forced smile, because it came to me naturally just having her over. She's so so so good at reminding her friends that they're loved. She just reminded me that I'm not marooned on a forgotten island. When friends who knew you back when you felt like YOU tell you you can do anything, that you're valuable company, a good mother, a good friend, a worthy cause, strong, capable, funny, whatever, it's so much easier to believe them.
So, I ate my cake with Mr Saunchy and hung up pictures in the girls' room. It made their day. That made my day. It feels silly to write about working for peace on a day when I'm feeling so calm and good. But that's anxiety and depression for ya. Good days are so great it's hard to imagine you felt like worthless crud or couldn't stop crying or convince yourself to get out of the house just 12 hours ago, because the good day is just SO good! And hard days are so hard you don't reach out or give yourself grace or take a much needed break. You just hold on and get through them and then feel kind of dumb when you boldly talk about them later.
Moving forward: artwork brings me joy. I'm happy to see it attached to a wall vs propped on the mantel. Hey, It only took me 6 months!
So does this new gigantic magnetic glass calendar that arrived today. It's so pretty and empty. That will change tomorrow when the pens arrive. Can't I just ignore it and pretend all this blank space is our September schedule? Look at those beautiful empty boxes! If only it were real.
My hope is that writing things on a physical calendar will accomplish a few things. Most importantly, help Corbin. Transitions are a challenge for Corbin so I hope that if he can SEE what the week/day looks like, it willgive him a feeling of control over our family schedule. We are big-fat-calendar-in-the-kitchen people now. It was bound to happen eventually with a family of 7.
Other progress: I hired someone to get the greenhouse put back together. It's such a relief to have it assembled. Can't wait to use it! More to come...
The porch project is making progress too. We hired a teen to work with Aaron scraping paint and I worked on it a few times while Sloane napped and soren rode his bike the other day. It's coming along.
I'm also working on enrichment this evening, a table display for refreshments for a fireside on Sunday, and a class on preparing for General
Conference that im teaching in Metfield Branch next week. More to come...