Maybe we were the last ones to see it, considering it has over 3 million hits on YouTube. If you are like me and hadn't seen it, please do.
It will change your day, promise.
It's one of those weeks. It's only Tuesday {morning.}
I need to find joy in the bigger picture, excitement in the small victories and honestly, just let things go. I don't typically have bad days, so when I do (and multiple ones at that), it shakes me more than I would like to admit. It rattles my emotions and I become much more irritable and vulnerable than I'd prefer. I feel trapped under a cloud of discouragement.
That discouragement finds a way to humble me.
Bad days give me a kick in the butt that I most likely deserve. In the midst of my own sulking or potentially irrational frustrations, I get glimpses of what I'm surrounded by. What I've been given, blessed with, trusted with. The spiral of one stressful event to the other is a deathly combination, convincing you that life, not just a singular event, is bad. Here's to knowing full well that no matter the circumstances that surround a bad day, life is so incredibly good and full.
I've been dreading this post just a bit, since the decisions came quickly and we began directly after. A few weeks ago I showed you the progress of our kitchen, with little things to finish such as the outlets, appliances and hardware installation.
The snow just keeps coming this morning. I woke up with a head full of snot (sexy right, I just can't kick this head cold!) and the morning drive left my fists white... but at least it looks pretty! Are any of you getting hit by the crazy snow storm across the country?
I hate this tease of sunshine and a warmer day, only to arise the next morning to inches of snow. Sinuses are not happy. It's time for a vacation. That's where you come in !
If I've learned anything over the past three months, it's this:
Kyle threw the car in park and came running into the house. It was Saturday morning and he was unusually cheerful from arriving home from weekend rounds. Come to discover, he had Sunday off. This month has been particularly challenging, with Kyle having four whole days off in the past six weeks (Welcome to residency, right?!). Needless to say, we were anxious to take advantage of this surprise! We deemed it a little Valentines Day getaway, loaded up the car and headed north to the cabin.
Nothing quite compares to the peacefulness of being in the woods, with only the sound of the wind wrestling through the trees and the crackling of the fireplace at your feet. The snow is untouched, perfect powder that in certain spots reveals the families of deer trying to survive the winter months. The air is refreshing, the woods calming.
I've had my eye on this project for a while now. But, I forced myself to be patient and see if it was functional for the way we use this space.
The waiting period only proved it would be a good idea. So I proceeded:
Here's the breakdown:
Our laundry room is a rectangle shape room directly to the right of the door from the house to the garage. Since we always park in the garage, we hardly use the front door from day to day. The laundry room holds the shoes we wear most often, our washer/dryer, a sink and a closet. We have another coat closet beside the front door, so we typically used the laundry room closet for things like cleaning supplies, Maizy's food & toys, paper towel storage, etc. But, this narrow space can feel very crammed.
Project: Making the laundry room closet an entryway nook.
My idea was to take the closet and create a bench, with storage underneath. The wall would have hooks for jackets, purses or any other random thing we would need it for, and the upper shelf would hold baskets of misc. items. At first I pictured drawers underneath the bench, but that would defeat the purchase of storage of shoes, so we planned to leave that space open for shoes that we use daily.
I'll stop there and tell you that this took MUCH LONGER than I had anticipated. I thought it may be a two day project. But it turned into FIVE trips to Lowe's, six days, and needing the assistance of my dad. I didn't factor in that Lowe's may cut the bead board the wrong dimension, or I would measure wrong, not have the correct screws or use the wrong paint. Sometimes you just need a little help from your friends :)
I'll cover the woulda, coulda, shoulda in a bit...but for now: