I’ve been thinking a lot about the direction for the blog and what the content will look like in 2015. Thanks to your input, as well as what I’m finding myself interested in (and immersed in) lately, I have dozens of post ideas and I’m looking forward to sharing them with you guys in the coming months.
One of the themes I’ll be covering is inviting you guys into my home more often. What I’m cooking, how I’m attempting to organize, thoughts on parenting and marriage and having pets, some finance stuff, and some of the home decorating projects I’m working on. I want to open that up instead of keeping it all to myself.
I’m that generous. You’re welcome.
In the meantime, here’s a quick look in my house (with no pictures because I’m feeling exceptionally lazy. #sorrynotsorry):
There are shoes and cups and books and dog toys everywhere.
It’s pretty obvious a child lives here, too.
We have approximately 34243 iDevice chargers and 5 devices.
The kitchen counter is way too crowded with appliances, and there’s usually a cup in the sink (despite my efforts to prevent it).
Whenever I clean, it rains and basically defeats the purpose because muddy paws and shoes.
The toilet seats are down.
The floors are clean.
The mantle and blinds need to be dusted.
The walls aren’t covered in art; they’re covered in family pictures. Some are hand drawn.
They’re also in need of new paint.
The office is in desperate need of a professional organization.
The pantry could use some help, too.
The furniture is well loved.
The smell of candles or home cooking fill the house.
Sometimes the smoke detector goes off.
The TV is typically on (unless I’m home alone. Then there’s music).
We watch sports and crime shows and popular comedies and kids shows and lots and lots of movies. Sometimes we pretend to be smart and watch the news.
There are only 3 of us but sometimes, it sounds, and looks, like 47 people live here.
We laugh a lot. We yell, too. Someone is usually talking.
Our garage is the most hated place in the house. Except the basement. That’s worse.
The laundry room is NEVER empty.
I’m sure there’s stuff I’m leaving out but now you know the truth: we’re about as close to normal as you can get so if you come over, you know what to expect. And when I do share pictures, you won’t be shocked at the sorry state of parts of my house.
But I’m apologizing in advance.
Coming up tomorrow: my Thanksgiving thankfulness list.