Both my grandmother and my great grandmother were named Martha… And honestly – after the past couple of years I have had I think they are BOTH trying to tell me something.
I got married and then (2) months later I got a side job. What was I thinking??
- I never got a chance to nest.
- Or – cook every night for my husband. (Well I don’t know about every night)
- Or – Organize my life.
- Before I knew it the weekend came and went – and the laundry was still not done.
- It was like a swap meet every morning just looking for draws.
- There was no food in the house.
- My husband refused to eat Ramen because it didn’t have any meat in it.
- The cat hated me and blatantly started to choose to live with my parents over me.
- Which was fine – because I would forget to buy her food.
Ugh.
All for the sake of networking and attempting to build my empire. And skills. And expressive talents.
But how the HELL did I think that I was going to build my empire – with no solid foundation??
Seriously, that’s Architecture 101.
[quote_left] This is the year to finally set myself free. [/quote_left] [quote_left] This is the year to finally dedicate to ME. [/quote_left]In the past couple of weeks, I have painted a mural in my living room | Made Red Velvet Whoopie Pies from scratch | Made Biscuits from scratch | washed everything that we own | started to plan my garden for this year |
A lot of energy has been re-directed into my space. MY PLACE and it really feels good to be home. + I know that my husband appreciates it.
