Today I’m going to dip my feet in the water and begin a new style of blog posts. Don’t worry, I’ll still be posting my regular articles. 😉 But, I’m yearning to write a little more about what I am currently doing and thinking. My friend, Karen, started her own series of ‘Coffee Break’ posts and I’ve decided to join her. These posts will be completely and totally casual – as if you get to read a long, unedited stream of thought straight from my day. It’ll be me with my cup of coffee just musing over completely random things.
Hopefully this won’t completely jeopardize our friendship. Haha.
I have exactly 2 hours before I need to leave to pick up my parents from the airport.
They’ll be in town visiting for 2 weeks.
Against their own will, I might add.
My husband and I bought them two one-way tickets to Florida.
Most people would be thrilled.
My parents were appalled.
We Facetimed them earlier this month and sang,
“You’re leeeaaving on a jet plane!
…you don’t know when you’ll be back again!
..really! We bought you one-way tickets!”
Like, I said…most people would be thrilled.
They’re a little strange that way.
So anyway, I have to leave in 2 hours and the kids and I are still in our pajamas.
I’ve cleaned everything but the bathroom.
The area that needs cleaned the most.
And I’m avoiding it.
I should probably be cleaning instead of writing on my blog.
Procrastination at its finest.
I should probably make more coffee.
So, lately I’ve had this incredible urge to reduce the amount of ….stuff we have around the house.
I’ve just felt burdened by all the excess. So I’ve started selling a lot of clothes.
I’m hoping to reduce my closet by 50%.
(Anyone interested in buying some awesome clothes?)
The thing is, I’ll see a shirt and think I like it a lot. But then, I’ll get home and realize I don’t have anything to wear it with.
But it’s so cute, I hate to part with it. Or I’ll try it on 2 months later and realize it isn’t actually a flattering fit.
For the past several years (ok most of my life) I’ve attempted to wear a lot of different styles, trying to find something that feels like ‘me’.
Really, it probably all stems from a lifetime of feeling self-conscious.
It’s taken awhile, but I’m finally beginning to hone in on my own style.
So the “old” stuff has to go.
I’m ready to have a handful of well put together outfits that I can throw on in a minute,
because I really just don’t have time to stand in front of my closet
staring miserably into the abyss and wondering which skirt and top is going to make me feel awesome today.
Anybody else feel this way?
I explained all this to Noah and he was extremely encouraging..
He told me to get what I needed (within reason)
and even agreed to go shopping with me.
I may have bribed him just a little.
What do you think? Do you ever feel burdened by all the excess?
Ever feel like there’s just too much stuff??