Looking in the mirror this morning, my face has a healthy glow. My eyes are clear and my heart is happy to have spent three days at the beach.
Getting back to normal life I was ready to smell something good. They sell Swan Creek Candles in Texas, so it’s a little odd I bought these at the beach, but I’ve never seen this particular one before. It called my name.
A good pink, glitter and that name!
Our hallway smells amazing!
Oh, sugar sugar. I love sweets, but my daughter tells me, “Cancer loves sugar!”, so I’m mindful of intake. Just because I’m careful by not eating too much, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy it. I’m happy with pictures of it!
Spending time at the beach shed new light. I see change in store, but for now join me in the delightment of oh sugar sugar.
From that short, little trip, I brought home a ton of fresh inspiration, and these two jars.
They were sitting outside of a little ‘hidden treasure shop.’ That is my way of describing junk stores. 🙂
It was love at first sight, and the price was right! (Hah! That rhymed! The extent of my poetry skills.)
I had a couple of ideas about using them, but if nothing else, they would remind me of the beach.
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The small one sits on the coffee bar. Maybe it will be used for coffee beans, but it’s a little large for a pound of beans. I’m thinking cookies instead.
The large jar is sitting on the coffee table.
My big idea last week was to make it into a gratitude jar. Oh yes lovely. To write down something you’re grateful for everyday and drop it in the jar.
I even went all anal and cut out pretty pieces of paper to write on, but then I had this vision.
What if my neighbor came by for a visit?
She would notice this large jar with pieces of paper in it and I would refer to it as a gratitude jar.
If she stopped by a few months from now, the jar would probably be half full, or more. That would be impressive, right? Looking at it today with just a few pieces of paper laying on the bottom, I would feel led to tell her it is something new.
Implementing something new starts small.
Either scenario feels embarrassing for both of us.
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I’ll find an old shoe box to use instead and keep jotting something down each day. It will be interesting at the end of the year to go though the slips of paper and read what I was grateful for.