For a number of reasons really.
1. I turned 40.
b. We are getting dangerously close to the end of our foster care saga.
III. Because I have the time.
And I have made some realizations. Which, hopefully, is what you do when you take some time to think.
And the end result is that I have chosen the word that I will hope to define this year with. (thanks to Emily for that inspired idea)
And I don’t think I am defining it properly, because it’s more like luxury or superflousness (really spell check?).
But here is how I am defining it:
- Top sheets and bottom sheets that match each other
- Duvets WITH covers on them
- Curtains, matching curtains
- Throw pillows
Those little touches. Those small things.
The stuff I have been letting slide for far too long.
Lora at Fever mentioned that she feels like she has her shit together if everyone has their nails trimmed.
I know that feeling — the times when you felt like you covered every tiny detail. Down to the nails.
I am striving to attain that feeling more often.
Basically, my house – my life – is about to grow up.