|One of the great new inspirational art prints I'm swooning over from Sarah Jane|
And just like that, it's Friday. This week has been filled with crossing things off several lengthy to-do lists. I'd say I'm one-tracking, but there are several things currently capturing my attention and leading to a lack of sleep, so if there's something I'm one-tracking on I suppose it's productivity.
The basement is at the forefront. If I'm not laying awake at night thinking about it, I'm dreaming about it (and the craziness of pregnancy dreams sure isn't helping that). Last night I dreamt that a design team/construction crew came in and while they were framing they went ahead and put in the kitchen and chose a dogs+carnival theme. I was livid and went toe to toe with the head designer on why I refused to live with the canine-inspired room. It was hideous.
Despite my busy mind and attempts to check things off my lists, I feel surprisingly calm. I know that somehow things will all get done. I feel lighter as I sort through old things (like my entire collection of cd's from the '90s-totally embarrassing) and get rid of things that are no longer important to me. I keep thinking about the storage areas we will soon have and wondering what they'll be filled with as I desire to eliminate more and more possessions that don't mean something or serve some sort of purpose.
I have been a little distracted along the way with projects I've been meaning to get around to. I've been painting frames and hanging pictures as I try to create more places to store all of the basement contents for construction to begin. It's silly how long it takes to get around to simple things like hanging pictures and organizing shelves and closets. They're so easily displaced by the more busy and important and urgent and pushed to the bottom of my lists, but they don't take too long and bring such enormous satisfaction.
I'm hopeful that I can continue to feel the satisfaction of making progress and the sense of calm amidst the storm that is sure to come during the construction zone+increasingly pregnant state over the next month. Calm is not a word I would use to describe myself, so I'm always aware when I find myself in that place and spend a lot of time trying to figure out what has helped me get there. Currently I'm attributing the calm to warm days+a clean house+getting rid of stuff+sweet and funny kids+recognizing answers to prayer+the husband working from home a few days this week+feeling love for those around me+excitement about things to come. Not a bad place to be. I'm always grateful to find myself in a pocket of calm.
Posting may continue to be light until construction gets under way, but I'll be back soon. As always, there's much to share. Hope your weekend brings a pocket of calm.