It’s a new year, a time of starting fresh, making goals, letting go of the past and those things that weight us down (literally and figuratively). I am really taking these ideas to heart this year.
With the move quickly coming up, I am sorting through things as I pack and, taking the advice that I read from a friend who is a much more organized woman than me, before I pack anything, I ask myself “Is it useful (and will I/we use it), is it beautiful, does it bring me/us/Richie joy?” If it doesn’t fit that criteria, it’s not getting moved…I’m either selling it, giving it away or trashing it. PERIOD~!
I mean seriously, why do we keep stuff that doesn’t fit into those categories? Why do we keep clothes that don’t fit or that we don’t really like? Shoes that are butt-ugly or are uncomfortable? Because we like having “stuff”? Because we want to have full closets and shoe racks? Because we think more “stuff” will make us feel better or that maybe that if we have lots of “stuff” we’ll look better to our friends?
OMG, am I ever learning things about myself and what’s important in life. And “stuff” ain’t it, folks. Having “stuff” just means you’ve cluttered up your life. Ugh! I’m tired of the clutter (again, literally and figuratively) and I’m taking a deep breath and letting it go…as much as possible.
I also want to surround myself with beauty and color and those things that DO make me happy. So, instead of going with plain-jane colors for the new living room, I decided to go for it and chose a bright and beautiful color for the walls.
And this is a “during” pic (I’ll try and post some “after” photos later this week):Although the fireplace looks black here, it’s really a deep, dark gray. The walls are a glorious yellow-orange (more orangey than yellow)…bright and happy, just how I want it!
The bad news is that while painting the living room, the ladder I was on (at the top, no less), broke! Yeah, me and a half a gallon of that beautiful yellow-orange fell about 4 foot and went *thud* on the hardwood floor. I thought I had broken my leg but, luckily, I hadn’t. I did manage to hurt myself nicely…check out my bruise over there. It’s about halfway between my ankle and knee on my left leg. It’s hot and swollen and hurts like crazy but I am just thankful that it’s not broken. (Wow, I have some big pores on my leg, don’t I? LOL)
So, that’s the New Year’s things that are going on for me so far. We’re headed back to the “new” house in a couple of hours to finish up the last details on the living room paint job and start on the dining room (which has that same fugly green trim/fireplace and horridly nasty off white walls).
Lots of painting to be done but it will feel so much more like home once it’s done. I’ll just be glad when we’re done painting, all moved in and I can get back to my art, where I feel happiest.
Hope you’re all enjoying your Sunday and the New Year has started off well.
Peace, Love & Art,