Hugs and kisses to you on this (gloomy at least in Seattle) morning. Instead of a Styled post today I’m bringing you a bit of inspiration. And a bit of a confession. The Mr. and I have been neck deep (and that’s high for him…have you see how tall he is?) in projects around here. We’ve been “squirreling” as we would say. Allow me to explain. Squirreling is when you race around collecting all the nuts you can find and busying yourself with storing them away, moving them around, breaking them open, eating them, disposing of them…and always, going after more. We coined this phrase when we realized “go-go-go-go-go” and becoming OBSESSED with our lists was a habit of ours. Squirreling is not a bad thing necessarily–productivity is good– but more often times than not you can get caught up in all the nuts (aka to-do lists/phone calls/errands/emails/budgeting/laundry/groceries/work meetings/insert obnoxious life task here) and completely forget to live in the moment, enjoy breathing in and out. We BECOME our tasks. Yuck.
That said, it was a VERY busy weekend around here and even though we got so much done (completed quarterly business taxes, styled a prom ‘do for a dear friend, finished sanding, painting, filling/organizing and moving the vanity into place, assembled and hung nightstands–this included a late night trip to Ikea to replace a pieced we broke, hung our headboard and finally got our living room back in order) last night we both still felt like we had SO MUCH left to do. It’s hard when your list is a mile long to feel good about the things you accomplished regardless of how big they were.
We did get a lot done.
We do still have a lot left to do.
But instead of focusing on either, I’m trying to sit in the little moments and let go a bit…I want to enjoy being a mama and waiting in anticipation to meet my baby boy…I want to laugh and savor vanilla frozen yogurt in line at Ikea with KP…the little moments are what life is made up of most and I’ll remember those moments far better than I will searching high and low for the perfect duvet.
As I have often prayed, “Lord, let me find joy and peace in the process; not in perfection.” And that, today POSHees, is my prayer for you too.
