So you know that feeling you get when you walk through the door of your own home after being gone for any extended period of time. I LOVE that feeling- the familiar sights, sounds, smells...just knowing I am in my own space gives me the warm fuzzies.
The kids and I have basically been gone for a month now, with the exception of a few days we spent at home in between trips. We just got home, opened the door (kids and luggage in tow) and took a (what should have been) deep, cleansing, relaxing breath of my home...only to be overwhelmed by an incredible stench- which appeared to be emanating from my pantry.
I feared something had literally crawled in there and died. Turns out I was half right. Something had indeed "died", but it was something I had put in there and forgotten about. A sack of potatoes to be exact.
I kind of feel like those nasty, juicy potatoes represent what I have allowed life to become for me. I need to take back control.
I need to organize. The wreck that destroyed so much happened over a year ago. No longer a valid excuse to have a hoarder's garage. We need to throw away broken belongings once and for all!
I need to exercise. My baby is almost a year old, those last 6-8 lbs have to go. The slight postpartum "issues" I have had need to be replaced with positive, esteem building thoughts.
I need to make my house a home. We have been in this beautiful house for 10 months...put some stinkin' pictures on the wall already, Lindsey!
I need to clean...no excuses!
And possibly most importantly, I need to make friends. I have used all of the aforementioned excuses as reasons for my complete lack of a social life. I need me time. Not a ton, but enough to keep me sane.
I am officially pushing the reset button on my life. Possibly pounding it. I am completely done with sitting on my rear waiting for things to change...when I am the one that needs to change them. I had a month to collect myself, regain perspective and now I am ready to give myself a life makeover.
And I am going to starting by scrubbing off the bottom shelf of my pantry- thank you juicy potatoes!
9 comments:
You go girl!
You can do it!!!! I am attempting a similar project. minus the rotten potatoes. :)
I feel similarly on a regular basis. I wish I had someone around to give me a periodic kick in the rear.
I've been feeling the same way lately!! Good luck, and tell us all your secrets!
Whenever I start feeling this way, I invite people over for dinner. It is amazing how clean your house gets, how good you make sure you look, and how yummy your meal is when you have people over. Plus, you make new friends! Talk about killing birds with a stone...good luck!!
YOU GO! I'm proud of you. And... I so know the feeling. :-S You've got the guts and gumption, you can do it!
Good Luck!!! Your an awesome person and YOU CAN DO IT!!!! Post pictures of your cute decor when you are done :)
Hey Lindsey it's me Rachel! I know what you mean! I once came home from vacation at 4am to a horrible smell too. I had shoved my freezer too full of food and the freezer door popped open while we were gone. Frozen meat had fallen out onto the floor, defrosted, and had huge magets in it. Cans of once frozen juice had exploded all over my kitchen. The entire appliance had short circuted and I had to replace everything in my fridge too. It was the worst thing I have ever smelled! My point? I have definitely felt that way before, and still do! Anyways, I have a blog too, and if you want an invite just message me your email on FB.
love this post. lindsey, you're a really good writer.
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