
When am I going to have it all together? This is something I used to ask myself. One day, my house will be perfectly organized with a meaningful and unique collection of knickknacks and accessories, items displayed in antique metal egg baskets and beat up wine crates, and a wonderfully curated collection of vintage dresses and handbags.
I'll have plenty of leisure time to lounge on my screened in porch and read books, paint, or write in my journal. I'll sew my own clothes and curtains and pillows. I will eat meals only from natural and locally grown food, mostly prepared myself or from some hip local maker or cute little cafe down the street. I'll have a successful business doing something I love and volunteer at least once a week. I'll still have time to enjoy my relationships and spend quality time with those I love.
I'll have plenty of leisure time to lounge on my screened in porch and read books, paint, or write in my journal. I'll sew my own clothes and curtains and pillows. I will eat meals only from natural and locally grown food, mostly prepared myself or from some hip local maker or cute little cafe down the street. I'll have a successful business doing something I love and volunteer at least once a week. I'll still have time to enjoy my relationships and spend quality time with those I love.
I will have mastered photography, sewing, woodworking, crocheting, knitting, painting, embroidery, furniture restoration, pottery, graphic design, cooking, interior design, gardening, and rehabbing old houses. Preferably I'll have this life before getting married to the love of my life and having well adjusted children and juggling all of that beautifully as well.
Only recently did I breathe the frustrating, yet relieving air of reality....I am never going to have it all together. Ever. Never ever ever ever.
Don't get me wrong, I'll still strive toward this life I've dreamed up. I'm just going to try to stop giving myself a hard time and admit my struggles to the world and maybe in the process help others in their own paths.
Only recently did I breathe the frustrating, yet relieving air of reality....I am never going to have it all together. Ever. Never ever ever ever.
Don't get me wrong, I'll still strive toward this life I've dreamed up. I'm just going to try to stop giving myself a hard time and admit my struggles to the world and maybe in the process help others in their own paths.