Pretty Pretties

When I grow up I want to be an interior designer. This probably won't happen. It's okay, I'm good with that. I can remember being in elementary school and getting the Sears Christmas catalog. Instead of looking at the toys, I would pour over the bedroom and bath sections and dream of how I would coordinate my own house. Talk about fore-shadowing!

I also want to write novels. I have very vivid dreams when I am sleeping and it would be cool to put these to paper and create a story that interests folks.

But I don't want either of these things enough to put the time into them. Why?? I am having too much fun with my family. I love my schedule. I love hanging out with my kids. I feel satisfaction from being here for them. While I may never design other spaces, I love feathering my nest, so to speak. It is one of my favorite hobbies. Ideas constantly flow through my mind of how I can make my home more comfortable, spiritual, organized, and beautiful. My home (the house and the people in it) brings me joy. What a lucky duck I am that I get have my favorite job in the world. It's a perfect fit for me. The icing on the cake is that my sweetie likes what I do too.

Here are some new pieces Reuben brought home from his Utah trip. Thank goodness for a husband who is willing to go to my favorite store for me and text me pictures! He gets a big golden star for that one! (These pieces only look expensive. They were very reasonable prices which is why I love the store so much.)