So lately I've been just not loving my house...to put it nicely. Every room I go in needs something done...curtains, walls painted, furniture, new cabinets, new appliances...I know, I know, I shouldn't complain. I have much to be thankful for ...and I AM thankful. Every night I thank God for blessing me with a healthy, happy family. It's just that I also selfishly wish He'd bless me with a new kitchen too....
Recently I let the kids draw/paint on the walls in the dining room turned study. Big mistake. I had seen a blog where the mom let the kids draw on the walls and thought it was cute. I figured the wallpaper would be coming down at some point anyway. Well, apparently her kids are all mini Picasso's. My walls look like crap. How many times can you write "Hannah was here"...or write your brother's a butthead? Today I just needed one little space to look Springy. I bought the wheat grass and the little clover plants and the tulips and it instantly made me feel better.
I made a new friend in town. We have a bit in common...we're both new to town, we both have 4 kids..3 boys, 1 girl..and we both used to play tennis. Maybe one of these days I'll get back out there and hit with her. Who am I kidding? My left leg wouldn't fit in those cute skirts right now. Oh, and another thing...I love her house. LOVE.HER.HOUSE.....I picked up Will there the other day after a playdate and she invited me in. It's in town..walk to the cafe, the water, the little shops. It's an old house that's been renovated beautifully. I didn't want to leave.
I am trying to love my house. I love my neighborhood and my neighbors...the kids always have someone to play with outside. I really couldn't ask for anything more....so I won't. I'll just be thankful for what I have.