I have a new cleaning person coming on Monday. You bet the mess that you see in this picture will be totally picked up, but I am sharing it now because I want people to know the real me. Sorry, mom! Lol. My favorite comment from my mom once while she was dusting my living room shelves was ” dog hair can get way up here, wow.” Lol. Love you, mom! I have seen the word ” inspiration” commented on on some of my posts that it makes me want to be clear who I am. I am just a girl who likes to write, and this picture sums up lots about me.
1. Black case on the dresser- that is my friend’s flute. I promised her I would put it on eBay for her to sell and have neglected to do that yet. Also, buried on that dresser are thank you notes that haven’t been sent. I have let people down in my life.
2. Aluminum foil on the wicker chair was put there to stop the cat from scratching and ruining the chair. The cat was a bad decision. I make bad decisions sometimes. I am impulsive. Thus, I am stuck with this foil wrapped chair for who knows how long and a cat that gnaws on my arm. Don’t even mention giving Milo away. Not an option.
3. Clothes that should be on hangers draped over the chair. Yes, I often cut corners and do the fun things first in life.
4. The pillow you see is is a sign that the bed is not made. Organization is not my strength. I worked hard at that, too.
5. Oh and those two colorful pillows, I really didn’t need those, but they were on clearance. I cannot pass up a bargain for the life of me.
6. Out of sight in that same room is the closet I cry in when I am down. I am not known as the glass half full kind of girl. I have to work to be positive.
7. If you look closely on the chair, you’ll see a pillow that I had made with family photos on it. That’s what means the most to me. My family, my friends, people, all people.
8. And if you got up really close, you would see dog hair and cat hair. Yes, they smell. They are trouble. They mess up my house, but I can’t resist a dog or cat who needs rescued.
9. If you look deeper on the dresser, you will see who holds me together. That cheap dimestore picture of Jesus was was my grandmother’s.
10. My phone is not in the picture because it is in my hands. Yes, I am one of the countless who have to work to put her phone down.
If you continue to read my blog posts, I just want it to be clear who I am – a 56 year old who probably has dog hair on the top shelf of a book case in her living room and doesn’t care….. until the cleaning person comes. That’s me!
Let’s continue this journey together, yes? Who are you?