Woah, yall. 2017 has gotten kicked off fast and furiously and I’m all over here still scampering around trying to wrap up the holidays. I may have to do a photo dump style posts (for the sake of my digital scrapbook, ya know) but bear with me.
I need to update you on all things life. That currently includes new jobs, work out routines, multiple house upgrades and home decor posts and more. Suffice it to say, we’ve been a bit nuts around here.
Anyway, lest I ramble more, lets get right to it. If you read last weeks post (or a few weeks ago?) on imperfectly perfect, you know how during the month of December, I strived for perfection, failed, did a little heart check and finally fell in love with exactly where I am and where our home is. Disaster, fights and all.
Truth is, we are quite blessed. As cliche, southern, silly and simple as it sounds, we are more than blessed.
I stood in the shower today and thought (again) about the whole “imperfectly perfect” thing. I ordered me a necklace that is engraved that says the phrase, to remind me that sometimes the perfections are the imperfections and to find joy and peace in that.