Monday, February 10, 2014


Ask anyone that knows me and they'll probably tell you that every time they come to my house, something is different. Truth. It's actually become a joke that I don't laugh at, but it's true. For a person that struggles with life change, I have fun changing up the décor in my house. It's kind of been therapeutic for me- helping me roll with the punches more and not hold on to things so tightly. My husband and I are always saying, God's plan is so much better than ours. I say that, but it's taken me a very long time to trust that. He's had to show me that by force. I never walk into life change with a big smile on my face. I smile after I understand, while some people smile because they trust in the end (my sweet husband). But me- I start out confused (think angry bird eyebrows), then I ugly cry (like Chelsea from Teen Mom, minus the "PINK" sweats), then I finally feel like I understand, and only then can I wear a smile of gratefulness. Why am I so dramatic? Don't answer that, Mom :) Why don't I just trust, despite not knowing the details?.. Working on that :)

I have had requests from people to do an updated tour of our ever-changing home. It's definitely not finished, but it's in a happy place. This past year, I started getting rid of things like crazy. I think it's important to surround yourself with things you love and not fillers. I have many unfinished spots in our house- vignettes in my head, but I haven't come across those special pieces yet, so I just leave it. My style has definitely evolved. I don't even know what to call it, but it works for us. I love having a clean, put-together-anyone can drop by and you don't have to speed clean-kind of home. Even though I have three energetic kiddos, I honestly believe that it's doable and they can still live like rowdy kids in their home. Please don't mistake this as perfect. If you were here, you'd see a pile of unfolded laundry on my bed and soldiers, set up for battle on the dining room table. My expectations are lowered in the perfection area. I look around our home, I see three happy kids chasing and screaming and playing together. I want our kids to look back on their childhood home and smile because it was a happy place. That, in my book, is perfect.

This week, I'll be showing you our little townhome.

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