Disappointment

Some disappointments in life are just too difficult to bear.  Like when you find a metallic-pink piece of wallpaper hidden underneath the molding in your entryway.  To think that something so dazzling was removed to paint the walls a hideous shade of "flesh."  While I'm in the business now of helping people make their home neutral for the market – I just may be the only one who would prefer vintage wallpaper and period colors.

My extreme disappointment this morning is only trumped by Axel's who woke up asking, "Why isn't the sun orange today?"  

Tired of heather skies my little man?

"Also, you need to get rid of the Lightening McQueens's and all the other underwear that fit me when I was 4.  They are killing my waist."

Trip to Target scheduled.  If he were to know the truth about my own underwear selection he'd probably be in tears.  Maybe I could trade up for some Lightening McQueens – they'd be at least 10 years newer.

How many blog goals have I lapsed on this year?  Probably a hundred.  Something I'm more than disgusted by.  Turns out life is pretty busy with two boys (one who recently recreated a  "van Gogh" on about $2500 worth of furniture).  I used to have the Mac with 25 Chrome windows searching and an open Word document for thinking – I think best with keys underneath my fingers.

The truth is I'm blogging every day in my head.  I spend most of my day thinking of what I'll post on here, what I'll write next and what I'm planning to publish.  Publish...yeah...we'll need to talk about that you and I.

So while I make no promises for more frequent blogging (or on what color I'll paint my entryway) I hope to see you tomorrow – when the sun is orange and Axels waist can stretch itself out.

Jen

Can't miss what you never had...right?