Chaos::This Mess

Have I mentioned that organization is not my strong point?

It really isn't. Truly. That isn't to say that I can't learn though, or at least work my booty off trying.

The past month I have been struggling to see the corners of this home with new eyes. Purging, rearranging....rethinking . I've been quite happy with the results and the more I rethink, the more the energy seems to flow for new ideas. Funny how it works that way, huh?

With one loft, a bedroom and  a bathroom down - now its time to tackle this kitchen. Ah yes, the kitchen.

My kitchen? Well, its floor space is "L" shaped and measures less than 6 feet long  and 5 feet wide at its longest point and 3 feet at its shortest - yes, its basically a closet. (I should note that this is actual floor space that I walk on and does not count the space taken up by the fridge, stove and cabinets - these would add, maybe, an extra 4 feet to the length.). While this smaller floor space does make it quick to work in for meal prep - it also makes cooking or baking with more than one kiddo at a time a little tricky - and there is no way someone is doing dishes while I am at the stove. Just. Not. Happening.

It's also the first surface you greet upon entering so, as you can imagine - its become a catch all for, well, everything.

My goal in this next week is to get this counter space spruced up, organized - usable. For next Friday's chronicles, I will post a little looksee update.

Wish me luck ;)

Snippets:: Outside

Hawwwtt. So very, very hot. Humid, sticky hot.
 

Feeling so grateful to these huge beauties and all of the shade they provide.  Thank you sweet pines.

Bare feet most days - feeling  that cool ground under the toes.

Water - and how we can't seem to get enough of it.

Building forts.

Being outside.  Soaking up as much as we can, whenever we can. These woods, that water.

Reminding myself...

Exploring::Local

Can a trip for a gallon of milk take 4 hours?

Why yes, it certainly can.

Little arms, a canoe, a kayak and

Oh yes, don't forget the milk.

But that was just an excuse anyway.

This House :: Rough Patch

My days lately have oscillated between feeling really pretty frustrated with this cozy space of ours to giving myself a swift kick in the rear and thanking my lucky stars for all the goodness these walls hold.

On the days the pep talk wasn't cutting it (and once I managed get out of my own funky way), I took a good look around and decided what I could change, just small bits. You know, the details.

I think this little ditty may have helped (thanks Helen!):

If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain.
- Maya Angelou

Oh, thank you sweet Maya, That was the boot I needed.

This bathroom here? Insert the "Ugghhh" right about now.. That's really all I could say. Well, that is, until, I took a look at that mess of a shelf... the one that holds the towels, the dipes, the cold care goodies, the electric razors and who knows what else (well, know I do know) and figured the only solution was to organize and hide. What's good for that? Baskets did you say?.
And matching baskets?
Well, that's even better - easy on the eyes I say. I'm finding that in an open, small space such as this ~ the more that things harmonize, the easier it is on the mind.

Hmmm, let's see..and a new mirror. Yes, that should do the trick. Take out that old toothbrush holder and hey- we practically have a new corner right here. The details. Small attainable bits. And now? I actually  like my windowless, crowded little bathroom. I almost feel like I'm in someone else's house (that some one being organized and pretty lucky to have found that weathered barn wood mirror.).

Yes, organized and lucky. I like the sound of that.

Now, if we could find a new spot for that cat box....

                          

Chronicles :: Mud

It all started with a little bucket of water...then bigger buckets were added, then a tin tub. Slowly, the water moved out of those and onto the ground in

big. gloopy. pools.

It was messy. The cleanup was ....(fill in the blank.).

But they had a total blast.

Little gifts

 

Snippets of joy ~

homebirth ~
friendship ~
wonder ~
love ~
joy ~
guidance ~
gifts ~ 
luna ~

 I wanted to start a new series within the blog ~ " Little Gifts ~ Snippets of Joy",  from our week, every Thursday ~

These. Two.

Before his arrival she shivered at dogs 10 feet away from her, lets not even talk about the tension when they came close.

But, this love here? It started with some tentative pats, moved onto some lap ("yap") time aannndddd...

here. we. are.

2 months later. in love.

Well, at least that would explain this...

it would take some serious love to lick the mess you just pulled out of your diaper

right. off. your. fingers.

don't you think?

yes, he loves her that much.