Air Head and feeling the pressure...

I took some time off of work so I could get my home organized, cleaned up and find my Christmas decorations, not to mention I just wanted a break!!!

I made a mental list of all the things I wanted to get done and on what day I should do them.  Wednesday, clean basement, Thursday, clean bedroom, Friday, clean kitchen and living room, Saturday go back down into the basement; organize and dig out the Christmas decorations.

Sigh....

All that is very well and good if not for the fact that I woke up Wednesday with some sort of strange pressure headache that not only hurt, but also made me nauseated.  Working down in the basement was out of the question.

Instead I focused on my bedroom, bathroom and the laundry "room".  I would work a little and then take a break, and then work a little and take another break...by the end of the day I got quite a bit done; but I know I could have done so much more if I were feeling better.

So, now I have Thursday, Friday and Saturday to readjust my plans....so I thought.

I woke up today and feel the same way as yesterday, super light headed and lacking in energy.

I am determined though to press on get some serious work done!

So, I am thinking, OK, Thursday, clean the kitchen and the living room.  Then Friday & Saturday I can clean the basement, organize and find the Christmas boxes.  

Right????

Wrong...

We get a call from a relative saying he is coming into town and plans to stop by on Friday afternoon and leave sometime on Saturday.....

Oh well, I will just do the best I can...and maybe a cute little house cleaning fairy will stop by, wave her magic wand and .....

Yeah.... I don't think so.....

Figuring things out....

For some time I've been tossed back and forth with how I want to decorate my house.

Pottery Barn Style

 

European Style

 

Vintage Mix

Then there is the choice of which colors I want to use.

Black, Grey, Reds, Browns....White, Cream, Sage...

I drive myself crazy trying to figure it out...and I have been having the worst time ever making up my mind.

I've been wondering why I can't get motivated to just go for it and make this house a home...actually it was somewhat the same in the other house we lived in too....just a shell with people living in it, half decorated.  I start with one style, then change it, and then change it again.. never sticking to one long enough to make an impact.

Then BAM! it hit me.

I think it's because investing in making a House into a HOME scares me.
See, the last time I put my whole self and ideas and styles into a home, it was torn down and left in ruin.

I spent many years just kinda surviving and trying to find myself again...and then I met the most wonderful man in the world and have never been so happy as I am now.

Realizing that I am vulnerable was not easy to acknowledge, but necessary.
God has allowed me to heal slowly one step at a time and has given me the most understanding and amazing friend in my husband.  He is my safe place to land...he is my HOME.

SO, room by room, and moment by moment I plan to press on and make this house we are in our HOME.