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Extraordinary Destiny

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Extraordinary Destiny

Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny…
CS Lewis

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good comes from heavy

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Lately I’ve been dealing with a lot of not-so-fun tasks in life. As a result, life currently feels kind of heavy. Things are really busy around here with J in school 3 nights a week, going to my Dad’s a lot and helping with my Gram, keeping up with all my ‘regular’ tasks, and trying to finish some long abandoned projects.

Yards are a lot more fun to work in when it isn’t 100+ degrees out. Running is a lot more fun when the humidity isn’t up in the 80-90s. Scraping crap off your oven with a razor blade is more fun when… Wait, that one may not actually ever be fun! But you see, in all this stuff I am finding myself more and more grateful. Grateful for a husband who selflessly gives of his free time to help do housework or hangout even though his natural introversion would rather have some quiet, solo time. Grateful that I get to love on both my Grandmas regularly. Grateful that my legs can do ¬†running after several surgeries. Grateful I have a house to keep, a closet full of clothes to wash… and technology to help me do it! ūüėČ

Life may not be as laid back as I want (or do we call that lazy?), but from where I sit I’m learning the GOOD that comes out of the HARD is so rewarding. ¬†I’m not so sure I would actually change a thing if I really could. It is EASY to say I would. Especially when I’m sitting at home alone, sweating buckets on a run, or tired as can be. If I just skipped the hard, the load life hands sometimes, I might just miss some of the lessons, the strength, and I might just miss out on being thankful.

 

PS Check out the chandelier I made for the kitchen:

JKHenry's Kitchen Chandelier

JK Henry’s kitchen chandelier

Do-Over

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A couple of months ago one of my fav blogger/writers (@JonAcuff) tweeted asking for adventurers. The natural skeptic came out immediately — money? no. membership? no. All you were asked to do was fill out a basic info form online. My attention perked. Adventure. Secrecy. Who doesn’t love a little mystery every now and then?

… and then I came up with a whole slew of reasons why to not fill out the form. What is this adventure? What kind of commitment? Who else will do it? What if I am a failure? What if I’m not what they’re looking for? I’m probably inadequate and unqualified? What if I don’t get picked?¬†All of these are totally realistic questions to ask yourself when you don’t even know what the adventure entails, right? Seriously, y’all! I am annoyed at myself right now for how instantly my brain embraces timidity.

I bet several of you would’ve done the same.exact.thing. Why? Because of fear. It is part of human nature and, on some level, fear is healthy and protects us. I don’t feel many of my peers have a problem embracing healthy fear. We go far beyond healthy fear and fling ourselves into oblivion and allow this useful tool to morph into an overbearing, unrealistic dictator in our lives.

Thankfully for me, Jon decided to throw out another invitation. I got a do-over. This time, I had slightly wised up. I filled out the form. Small victory. I got an email invite. Another victory.¬†I’m on an adventure. It’s challenging and fun! I’ve embraced — and more importantly been embraced by — a community of fellow Fear Punchers. People who will help me #Start. I will finish the undone and ignored. I will find a way to generate income with my natural talents/abilities. These are my risks and my fellow adventurers are my newest fans.

PS I’m also calling a blog do-over. I’m going to write about the things I love and care about, whenever I find the time to do so. For now, I’ll toss out glimpses into our life and tidbits you can hopefully benefit from. ¬†ūüôā No more apologies for absences or lack of content! Welcome to my re-opened corner of the web!

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What kind of time warp exists on weekends? Good grief!

It FLEW by… but I got to spend time with my little family and we had a good time.

These little ones turned half-year old and we celebrated with a fun half-birthday (un-birthday) party!

Carter - Lily - Mailon

Friday we headed up to NGA to see Jackson perform in a play which was hysterical.

If it is ever near, go! You’ll laugh. Guaranteed. Oh, and Jax threw in a F*R*I*E*N*D*S reference in the middle which was appreciated.

Saturday we hit up Dunwoody’s annual Lemonade Days and headed to a friends BBQ. Here’s a cute shot of me and my pup on the way.

Happy Monday, friends! 

SOfa Comfy!

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I really don’t rush when it comes to spending a lot of money. Funny how I can so easily pick up a new shirt, but when it comes to the ‘big’ stuff it takes me years to make a decision. Ever since the big wall came down, our living room just seemed crowded with the tall, deep, oversize couch and chair and a half. ¬†Not awful. Definitely¬†not unlivable. Just crowded.

Furniture hunting is pretty fun (remember way back when this all started¬†here¬†and¬†here?)… until the beautiful piece you had your eye on is hard as a rock or the company stops producing the piece you finally decided to bite the bullet on. We had kind of given up on finding something in the near future. However, on a sleepless night, I was up trolling furniture websites for anything new. I happened to end up on Macy’s website and found they were having a great sale. We went to the store the next day to find this leather sectional was JUST as comfy as it was handsome. He was begging us to take him home – and who can say no to begging? So with a lot of nerves and a confident husband, we purchased the sectional and he arrived 2 weeks later!

I think it looks pretty dang awesome!

In preparation for the new furniture I decided to deep clean the living room. Great idea, poor execution. I even took down and washed my curtains from Target. They say MACHINE WASHABLE on the tag. I bet you can see where this is going. They shrunk almost an entire foot. Nothing you can do but laugh… ya know, because tears may actually cause them to shrink more and I really couldn’t handle that!

They used to touch the floor... now they don't even hit the bottom of the window

Please tell me I’m not the only one who has a knack for shrinking stuff… I’ll just go sit on my new, super comfy sofa and sulk. ūüėČ

Choices

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I’m continuing to word-vomit about living simply and what all it means to me/us… In addition to the weekly meetings my husband and I hold, we also shoot encouraging quotes/scripture back and forth to each other to spur one another on.¬†This morning I¬†received¬†this quote:

Planning is a process of choosing among those many options. If we do not choose to plan, then we choose to have others plan for us.

– Richard I Winwood

Now, I have NO CLUE who Richard I Winwood is {after a quick google search, turns out he is an exec with Franklin Covey}… but he hits it right on the head. If we do not choose to be intentional about planning we, in essence, are choosing to be victim to circumstance.

In some cases being a victim of circumstance may not be a bad thing and¬†spontaneity¬†has moments of greatness. (I’m also a believer in planning times for spontaneity… how ironic?) However, the risks of not planning out our time and/or finances can (and, I believe, will) rob us of peace.¬†Time-wise we may¬†over-commit¬†and let people down. Or we may meet those commitments and let our family down by neglecting to spend quality time together. We may decline an opportunity to serve our friends only to realize in hindsight we could have helped them and still maintained our responsibilities. We also may find our minds spinning at night with the “Did I remember to…” or the endless list of things we haven’t done.¬†Financially speaking, friends may be in need and if we give we are unsettled because we aren’t sure if we gave too much and are going to struggle to meet our own¬†responsibilities. On the flip side, friends may be in need and we choose not to give because we don’t feel confident in our own situation.

There is a freeing confidence and security of knowing where we stand (with time or money). Knowing the path our feet are currently on and where we are headed. Life will happen and sometimes the path will be altered — we can’t always see what is around the corner. It is much easier to make adjustments/’go with the flow’/adapt if there is a foundation (predictable¬†pattern) from which our choices are made.

There are bound to be times where we fail, no matter how hard we try. Times when we seem to just fall on our face. Times when, even though we thought we had it all figured out and our intentions were good, it just goes completely awry. In those times, we can cling to the cross and know that God is ultimately in control, that He is faithful – whether we’ve been making good choices or not.

Couldn’t resist mentioning my sweet 3 year-old niece who has already got a great grasp on the concept of choice. She’s been known to reply to situations (usually consequences) with “Life is choices” ūüôā