A case of the wants vs. the must haves

If there is one thing this whole moving experience has taught me(beside how important deoderant is) it is this: Be patient for the wants, be gracious for the must haves. As is the case with a new house, I have been wanting everything: new bedding, new decor, new pictures, new towels.... you name it. However, with the state of the world being what it is, I have tried to take the time to stand back and realize all that I do have. In unpacking my scrap room this weekend I was amazed by the sheer amount of "STUFF" I have for that one room. Way more than I think I could ever use in this lifetime, even if I made 2 scrapbooks a week. Again, the wants. The material things.

The must haves: people to love, a roof over your head, health, happiness, food to eat. And you know what? We have that. In abundance.

So, if you come to my house, it may not have the best art on the walls. And yes, I do have a mixture of black, gold, and silver frames above the mantel. But you know what? I have all of the must haves and for that I am eternally grateful. (And no I am not using this post as an excuse my my crappy decorating skills- ha ha. Just make sure to focus on the pictures and not the frames. Or the wallpaper with orange flowers. Or the holes in the walls.... they add a certain uniqueness to the place.)

I'm back

Yikes- moving consumes you. It consumes every waking moment. I have been looking at paint colors, decor ideas, tv's, refrigerators, and drywall repair. You name it, I have google'd it. So, that explains my absence. So many times it crossed my mind "Hey, that would be something funny to blog about. But, I never got around to it.

So here I am. The house is slowly becoming more familiar and things are finding their place ever so slowly. We are getting into routines and life is good. I can honestly tell you that the screened in porch is worth every single penny that we paid for this little haven. I love that room. We have eaten dinner out there every single night. It is peaceful. In the hectic pace of moving, I often found myself out there, in my folding chair, for a 5 minute reprieve.

So, this weekends project is to get moved into my scrap space. I am so excited. I need to get back into playing with paper. I need to paint. I need to have some "me" time down in the basement. It is my top priority this weekend. Well that and touch up the paint around the window treatments, finish hanging pictures, plant some herbs, go grocery shoping, texturize the bathroom walls and repair the two holes in the wall. Thats about it.

I promise to not be a stranger anymore. To return with some witty, entertaining stories and pictures. You know, all that fun stuff that I am known for.
Ok, not really......