Everything I have ever read says that a messy house leads to a messy mind and life...I sort of believe use to be that when I got in the "funk" and a little depressed (OK, maybe a lot depressed) I would clean...But now I am finding that I am in need of change...from the top of my head to my toes...or rather from the roof of my house to the basement! So this week I started in the kitchen...I ripped off chair rail...and resurfaced the wall...and now I am painting...painting my dark terra cotta kitchen to a very light soothing yellow...with white trim...It is a total mess right now, but my mind in clear...I have a mission...a purpose...a direction! One room at a time I am transforming this house...beginning in the, I start to paint...I believe all the prep work is done...(but there are always hidden surprises when you start these projects!)
I am hoping that this change will help me along my path...if nothing else it has been exhausting enough to help me sleep!! (which is a welcome blessing!)
Change is something that we all sometimes want...need and is not something that comes easily but these small changes in my home hopefully will direct the other parts of my life!

1 comment:

Merry ME said...

Sweet Patty, I know what you're talking about. I started right in after dad died, and with the exception of some pictures to find places for (I say the Goodwill, Sweetie says hang 'em) I think I'm pretty much done. Alas, and I don't say this to scare you, I still feel the need to do more. I asked Sweetie, quite seriously, if we should have painted blue instead of "peanut butter". He looked at me like I'd lost my mind. I think maybe I have. I never knew painting could be such a good relief. And since I'm not a picture painter, I found solace and serenity painting the walls. Except that I'm not the neatest painter in the world maybe I should consider working for a painting company.

I send you my love and lots of good vibes for transforming your home and your heart. Have fun.