Of course, I was referring to her need to pack for her weekend with her Dad. She was much younger then, but now that’s she’s a young adult, we say it to one another in jest.
Hugging her goodbye I’d say, “I’ll try and get my shit together while you’re away.” 🙂
I spent some time Sunday, scrubbing the shower, which I’d been putting off, but now it shines. Then I saw the plastic liner to the shower curtain. It’s supposed to be clear, but it wasn’t. Into the washer it went. One thing led to another and what began with the tub/shower, the entire bathroom benefited.
Life just flows, until we hit a bump.
I’m in a moment of uncertainty with one of my jobs. The email came in over the weekend as an announcement to the Team that someone else will be taking over the phones. The phones are part of my job, but not after this Friday. A door is closing.
Sitting at my desk today, I don’t really feel like I have my shit together, but at least the bathroom does. I appreciate how God helps us leave a situation when it’s time, even if we’re not entirely ready.
Here’s to trusting the process my darlings, and showers that shine.
Reading this part makes me feel like I did something right. How many 19-year-old’s say this?
“Take this time while I’m gone to do things that fill you up and make your heart smile.”
This morning, I woke up feeling guilty about recent purchases. Does that ever happen to you?
I’m over it now because without even realizing it, I took her advice and acted on it.
As you see in A Doggo’s Life, our doggo’s are sharing a dog bed. I wanted our new puppo to have her own bed, so went in search of the perfect dog bed. In my mind I pictured exactly what it should look like, but 4 stores later didn’t result in that bed.
That was my mind, but what did my heart say?
Back before Thanksgiving, my daughter and I were in a store where everything is pretty, but reasonably priced. I saw a rug that made my heart smile. My daughter saw my face light up, but she also knew we were setting aside all extra money for England.
Guess what? She’s in England and I still have money. Glory to God!
Yesterday, I went back to that store see if the rug was still there. It had been months, so what were the odds? Would it be on sale after Christmas?
It was in the rug bin along with one other rug.
It wasn’t on sale, but I had a price in mind that I was willing to pay. I found a sales lady, and inquired about the price of the rug. Full price was too much, but I’d walk out of there with it if she took $50 off.
The sales lady found an online coupon she could apply to meet my price! Then it became confusing.
She asked, “Is that the color you want? We have another one in the back that’s grey.”
The rug standing in the bin is a light color, which I gravitate toward, and it has pale gold shimmers running through it, but my daughter loves grey!
They grey one was equally pretty, and I knew my daughter would love it. What did I do? Like any good Mother, I loaded the grey one in my truck.
Score one for the mind.
I sat in front of the store staring at the rug laying across the backseat. The sales lady told me if it wasn’t right, to bring it back and get the other one, but I wanted to know in my heart what to do.
I found myself walking back into the store swapping the grey for the one I wanted. I followed my heart all the way through. My daughter will be happy.
Looks like we found the perfect dog bed after all.
It was 70 degrees and sunny today here in Texas. It may not feel like winter outdoors, but I can tell it’s a different season. There’s a slight bit of hibernation going on in my world, as I ponder what the New Year will bring. I ate way too much chocolate in December, and have not had any in my house for a couple of weeks. I fixed that on the way home this afternoon. This was my desk this morning. As I tried to find a place to set my coffee cup, I scanned the area and laughed outloud. Everything sitting on this side of the desk is something to be written in. I walked up to the desk carrying the journal with the blingy pen, and rested it on the corner. You may recall that one from Simplistic Journaling a few days ago. There are three journals, a large, red leather binder, a couple of pair of glasses and pens in the mix.
By looking at the desk, you can tell, I love to write. Have I always written? Nope.
This Blog is not even two years old. It was a lot of small choices over the years that brought me to where I am today. This Blog has represented my life being pretty and simple, but how did it get to here? The question I was asked today was, “How did the writer get to the point from struggle to pretty?” Well, it all started when I left life as I knew it almost 3 years ago.
I snapped the picture you see here on my way home today. Before I took this, I was driving through Austin, Texas at 4:45 pm. Can you imagine the chaos? Being in all that traffic gave me a feeling of what my life was like before this Blog. Getting through it knowing there is beauty on the other side of it. I enjoy visiting the city, but I enjoy a simple, pretty life more.
If you are looking to simplify your life, you’re at the right place. It was probably one of the biggest and toughest decisions I ever made, but it has completely changed my life. My hope is you will be encouraged on your journey, know you’re not alone and just be happy.
Barbara is a writer, Entrepreneur and Mom to her 16-year-old daughter. She loves dipping cookies in her coffee in the morning and has a pretty healthy obsession for chocolate. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was what stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life today is an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com