Hmm…how do I start this?
Yeah, I know. If you read all those tutorials on “how to write a blog” one of the ‘mistakes’ you can make is not writing every day, and then when you don’t write every day and you finally come back, mistake number two is declaring to all the blogosphere that you haven’t written daily.
Two mistakes with one bird. That’s how the saying goes, right?
Well, I’m pretty sure it’s obvious that I (we?) haven’t been writing daily. I just have to say…it’s all my sister’s fault.
That’s right, Morgan. You heard me correctly. My lack of discipline and my on-going inner battle to not crawl out of bed before 8 AM every morning is all your fault.
Which, while we’re discussing it, why in the world have I been so tired lately? I might as well be pregnant! What a waste of laziness! And no, I’m no pregnant. Don’t worry world wide web, you will be, at the very least, the 10th person I tell.
But, for serious. I need to start drinking more water, or standing on my head, or maybe learn how to can and pickle my extra energy. This is getting ridiculous!
Back to my point…
What was my point…?
Oh right, I’m writing to you to tell you I haven’t been writing very often.
But, that’s about to change (I’m just going to pre-repent now in preparation for the lie I just told).
No really. I really, really want to write more.
I read these incredible blogs from these incredible women who have so much more on their plates and I just sit at my kitchen island (because who actually sits at their computer desk?) with my jaw dropped at how much they accomplish every day.
For example, they have 6 kids and they’re all home schooled, and on average 1.5 of them have special needs, and two are adopted. And then the women run these world-changing blogs and attend blogging conferences and write books that become #1 sellers on Amazon.com and they make homemade applesauce and Parker house rolls and have in-home cooking shows on the Cooking Channel. Not to mention they cook healthy, homemade meals every night and accomplish all their house cleaning duties plus 3 loads of laundry and still manage to please their husbands at least twice a week.
I’m tired just thinking about it.
I barely brush my hair every day.
Which reminds me, I made applesauce today. Yay me! Psh…
So…here’s the deal. Everyone that reads this blog, I really need you to hold me accountable to write on a daily basis. Ok, mom? ha!
Anyway, on to the exciting stuff.
Cold, drab, colorless laundry rooms make me want to NOT do laundry. (That’s what I tell my husband at least, so I can have a legitimate excuse to prettify my laundry room). It worked 🙂
So, eventually I will do a before and after of the whole shebang, but for now I want you to see my (virtually) free art for the laundry room. It makes me giggle every time I go to do a load of laundry. And since that happens once every two weeks, I can count on laughing at least twice a month! (looking at the glass half full, friends)
Enter adorable, free art:
I have these amazing friends that call me whenever they have a truck load of stuff they are ready to pitch, and last time they called, they gave me this kiddy tent thing made of wood. It probably cost them $500 bucks originally, but it was broken. Sad.
It sat in my garage for 8 weeks because I had every intent to fix the broken wood and put it back together for Judah. Come to find out, I’m not so great at getting around to those kinds of things when I have a to-do list a mile long.
I grabbed a piece of that wood. It just so happened to measure perfectly on the wall, so no cutting was even involved. I lightly sanded the front surface (the color of the letters is the original color of the wood). Stuck some sticker letters up there (had left over from a previous project that you will see soon), gave it one coat of white spray paint that was laying around from random past projects, and when it was dry I peeled off the stickers to reveal my silly wall art. I called it ‘almost’ free because of the left over stickers and spray paint. But since I already owned it, I technically don’t consider that a cost!
Manly husband screwed it directly into the wall and made my day! (Don’t look too close, I haven’t painted over the screw heads yet!)
I love free stuff!
And with that, I think I’ll go eat some of that delicious cinnamon applesauce that is tantalizingly wafting it’s fabulous aroma all over my house. Did I mention it’s homemade?
Just call me Mrs. Cleaver.