Living Room Remodel Part 5

Back to square one,except this time with smooth ceilings, just slightly imperfect here and there to maintain it's old house charm ;) Oh and that blotch of paint on the wall "Gizmo" is a keeper. The color swatch we had originally agreed on looked to be a brownish gray neutral but in the can and on the wall it is lavender! I painted samples on every wall in the room and waiting to see what Vern and Del would say. Vern (being the highly evolved and intelligent man he is) took the safe route and the first thing he said was "Do you like it?" and his next comment after I bobbed my head was "It looks purple?" I agreed.  We decided to keep our giggles to ourselves and waited to hear Del's opinion."What do you think of the gray?" we asked. "I like it,in fact,I wish I would've painted my bedroom this color!" It was all we could do not to crack up right in front of him as we maintained eye contact and nonchalantly agreed.LOL! ( I remind you all that this legally blind man is surprisingly picky about the color of the walls and still grumbles about the kitchen color I chose 2 years ago) As the days go by it really has grown on me,I'd lie if I said I'm not slightly worried it's a little dark but I think I will honestly love it in the long run.Paint color is one of the few areas of my life that I like a little drama! Again,I apologize that my blog app only publishes one photo at a time (and it is the only way I know how to get photos off my phone and on to my laptop besides using Facebook and sharing with everyone there.) Next phase is dedusting and wiping down the living room one. more. time. and then I get to start painting...finally painting! I'll keep you posted :)

Living Room Remodel Part 4

The beautiful cove ceilings survived...just a little patching to do.

Living Room Remodel Part 3

The aftermath,all that ceiling...on the floor. Finally.

Living Room Remodel Part 2

Disaster strikes. Who knew that a thick wet coat of paint would make that old popcorn ceiling just starting falling right off?! I returned from a trip to the hardware store with a few more gallons of ceiling paint to see this....my ceiling...hanging from my ceiling,peeling off and dropping to the floor. Whattamess!!!! So we changed gears and Vern set to work scraping all of it off. The part we had painted was the worst,thankful we had taped and covered the floors before we started! The other 3/4 of the room I misted with water and Vern continued to scrape. He is such a saint!

Living Room Remodel

"I don't understand WHY you insist me paint the ceiling,its not THAT bad!" Says Vern as we apply the first coat of fresh paint..ha ha Also seen here...a sample of the paint on the lower wall...I think I like it!

Release

I'm done. With the hurting,the lying,the kiss your ass goodbye on crack plan,mean people,rude people and people with too many opinions. Worship whatever friggin thing you want,vote for your favorite idiot and feel free to be passionate about something that matters to you but for crap's sake be a decent human being and treat others as you hope to be treated. Or,ruin your life,waste it on drugs and alcohol or video games,don't worship anything and hate everyone,I. Don't. Care. It's none of my business and quite frankly I don't have the energy or patients for your shit,misery,hatred. That's your choice,go ahead. But,when it effects the people I love in a negative or harmful way,I care. I care like a speeding freight train full of nuclear waste and manure,with no brakes on a downhill slope, that will wipe out your tiny village of idiots faster than you could hear me screaming down the track. I care. Oh how I wish those who this is intended for could actually read this! But just in case I have that luck,let me say this...no matter how good of friends we are,or how much I love you,I will not tolerate you hurting the other people I love. And I am not afraid to tell you to your face. I HATE crack,meth,oxy,heroin alcohol etc as it has already taken too many people I love away from me and I be dammed if I am going to stand by quietly while it happens again. If I love you,it is because you have shown me your heart is good. I don't care what race,religion or political party you are if your heart is good. If you wish to flush it all away,go do it alone...and when you are ready to pull your head out and get back on your feet guess what? I'll be there. Because why....I care.

Exhibit #6 The Grand Finale!

"Junk Mail"! My Carpenter Cross necklace from Girls Gone Junkin arrived in the mail today! I love it when you buy something online and it is even cuter in person. This cross is made from old wooden rulers with some added bling and a chain,I love it so much I think I'm going to order another one...or two ;)

I hope you enjoyed the tour!

Exhibit #5

Klarity gets her ears pierced!

My one and only niece ...

that I adore ...

is getting so grown up! Where did the time go?

She is 13....

and  beautiful....

still so sweet and innocent yet blossoming into a woman right before my eyes!

I love you Klairbear xoxoxoxo

Exhibit #4

Maxine's new dress for her Grandma & Grandpa's 50th anniversary party! Both kids have a groomer appointment the day before we leave and will hopefully still be looking their best by the time we get there!

Exhibit #3

The adorable fountain Vern has made for my Mom out of antique cream separator parts and milk can. I  will post another pic when its done but as always...my loyal blog readers get a sneak peek!

Exhibit #2

This sweet little metal garden bench and its tiny pots of succulents was a one of a kind find!

How About A Gallery Exhibit?

A cell phone gallery that is.... Exhibit #1 - is one of my new junkin pieces that makes my heart pitter patter everytime I look at it hanging over our bed :)

Dreamer

Out

Maxine passed out in my arms after a long day at the Vet. Spayed and teeth cleaning wears a girl out!

Who Me?

My Fancy Rubbers

I really don't have even the smallest love for shoes or shoe shopping but....I could not resist these cuties! Cowboy style RUBBER boots! I LOVE them! Not sure how they'll handle the sand,er I mean ,how I will handle that little heel..in the sand...? Lol! Testing them out this weekend!

Heart Ache

My heart hurts. Not heart attack hurt but it literally hurts. I think perhaps He is once again providing me a growth spurt. Lucky me. I am thankful,really I am! To be able to have faith that, what may seem like negatives are really many positives in the making. That being said,the process can also be long and painful. Literally. Sure it was really just 2 parents displaying a little tough love,confronting their teen to try to motivate. But we all know that sometimes things hit you at a deeper level. That was me today. Deep. Stuck here in my own head,thinking. Faced with obstacles that shake me to the core. All of a sudden life was so big and I felt very small. I honestly questioned who I am. I'm still not sure. I know who I am in the inside but I think somewhere its getting lost in translation...? I just don't think I am projecting myself correctly on the outside? So,I step back and I try to learn. I can humbly accept defeat when I take it as an opportunity to grow. But what do I do when I am stuck between defeat and growth? That weird gray area where I just feel defeated...and my heart hurts? When it involves the one person you love like no other?! I guess my answer is that I blog. It's like a friend who always listens to,agrees with and remembers everything I say. So I come here and spill....and usually,I find some answers or at least feel a little better. Tonight being one of those rare times where I just dont have any answers and I don't feel a little better and strangely.....I am content with that. My normal defense mechanism at this point is to put up a wall or shut down or find a solution or throw out unreasonable demands or...and I don't know if its age or defeat or hurt but....it's different this time. This time changed me and I can only pray that whatever comes from it is worth it.

Yep,That's More Like It

Whatta week! I want to tell how amazing my new job is but I almost don't know where to start! My coworkers have made me feel so welcome and have been a huge help as I learn my way around. My clients are keeping my schedule full and loving the new place too! As the week has gone by I am feeling more confident than ever that I made the right decision. This is all such a blessing!

It hasn't all been easy. Getting used to my cell phone ringing all.day .long. Then,there is the voice mails,e-mails,text,Facebook...all while I secretly pray that I don't mess up while I learn a new color line,credit machine,etc etc. Change is hard! Especially for my anxiety ridden,OCD, control freak self! Giving up never crossed my mind but small seeds of doubt grew.

And then today came. I kept my schedule light and took the afternoon off to run errands. I don't know where my second wind came from but I suddenly had the urge to cook and clean and work on all the things I have neglected at home. Spaghetti dinner,mini cheese cakes,4 loads of laundry washed dried and folded,dishes done and some much needed time attacking my house with my handy dandy spray bottle of bleach water. Then I sat down to relax while I returned a call home to my parents,balanced my ledger and taught myself how to make my very first spread sheet. (I am especially proud since accounting and organizing paperwork have never been my strong suit.) It was then that I finally found peace and balance. My house is clean,my chores are done,dinner didn't come from a store,a box or the freezer,and my business is successful and organized. Finally. This is my "ohm" moment when I take a deep breath and feel satisfied. Taken to my happy place. My little world put back on it's axis. All the newness is starting to settle in as I find my groove at work and home and learn to balance a fuller schedule and it just feels sooo right! Again,I am so blessed!

I hope that this mysterious energy that I found today sticks around for awhile. There is so much more to do....:)

Wait for it...waaaait for it...

It's time for me to stop accepting "good enough" and start making things happen. Time to challenge myself and do something that makes me a little afraid. Time to accept defeats and use them as fuel to push me forward. Time to have a little faith in myself. Time to admit outloud that I KNOW I can do anything I set my mind to but I know it takes hard work and I have gotten by too long in lazy auto pilot mode.

So....I look to those that matter most. I thank God for always leading me in the right direction. He has been whispering softly in my ear and guiding me and I know he will continue to walk with me- Building bridges when I am scared to jump,safeguarding my faith if I begin to doubt and providing a quiet place to collect my thoughts.

I thank Vern,for having enough faith in me for the both of us. Although the terms seems a bit cliche,he is my rock because he makes me feel safe and secure. My Prince Charming because he honestly makes me feel like a Princess in a fairy tale on a daily basis by understanding that it's the little things that count. And my Soul Mate. I know we were made for eachother and although I have been mistaken before,I know this is true love.

And last but not least,my parents. They have always been my biggest fans. I also appreciate that...even though I am 34 they are not afraid to question or lecture me when needed. Every kid,no matter how old,needs to know they have some boundaries...somebody has to be brave enough to ask the hard questions but also be charismatic enough to do it with loving intentions.

So I am giving you blog followers this news before anyone else. I/we will be making a big exciting announcement in mid March! Stay tuned!

On Strike

or possibly just premenstrual...

That same time every month when my roommates turn into lazy slobs,people are extra stupid and irritating on Facebook and well pretty much everywhere and I lack few nice thoughts worth repeating. It's laughable really. This little angry monster that shows up to clench my heart and shout in my belly with a convincing charm that makes me feel the need to vocalize all the things that are bugging me at the moment.

And now here's the part where I whine...I also have a cold,the aches and a whole box of generic Nyquil that just isn't helping. My lips are chapped and my ears are plugged. My body us exhausted but my brain is wide awake...ugh.

I can only hope that I wake up tomorrow feeling a little bit...or aLOT better.