I was so sad & weepy yesterday on account that I’m thirty and still can’t play the guitar. Oh yeah, AND I was ovulating — puts my hormones into a tailspin. Then my mama forwarded her daily message from The Brave Girls Club and I swear it’s like those chicks are spying on me!
Mentally wake up today and REALLY look at places in your life that you know are not resonating with your beautiful soul. While we can not change people, we CAN change the way we interact with them, changing almost any relationship into something beautiful. We can make our surrounding more beautiful, neat and organized… without spending any money.
Just pick ONE thing today to bring into alignment with what you really want out of life.
So, in the spirit of change I decided that my bedroom really, REALLY needed some help. I know the letter mentioned “not spending any money” but I was in the mood for some retail therapy yesterday and nothing elevates my mood like a trip to the Habitat Re-store. With my trusty little side-kick in tow we managed to scoop up some polka dot fabric (my mother is shaking her head in disbelief), three plates to hang on the wall, and two bags of poly-fil. Redecorating my room will not touch my soul, but if it becomes a sanctuary of peace & tranquility instead of a breeding ground for lonely socks then perhaps it will be worthwhile.
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One change that I had to make recently is when I can take a shower without any company or someone destroying the bathroom. I hate getting out of the shower to find that it looks like someone threw a fraternity party — toilet paper all over the place, floor decorated with q-tips, shelves overturned, random objects tossed into the bathtub. And that’s on the days when I don’t shave. Hairy legs are also part of my new look.
This morning we ran all of our errands with my hair a total disaster and luckily, we only ran into 17 people that we know. By the way, none of them were showered either. As we were leaving Target, Babycakes tossed a box of L’Oreal into the cart, which got me thinking: I haven’t changed my hair color (except for the grey) since 10th grade when Jenny Thompson dyed my hair Ronald McDonald orange. So I bought it. And I have no idea what I’m doing. But it’s just color right? If it gets really bad I could just go G.I. Jane — that’ll get me out of my comfort zone. Hmm… that would get EVERYONE out of their comfort zone.
One last thing before I dye…
Have a wonderful weekend!
p.s. What’s one thing you would change?
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You know Sara … There is always time for the guitar and hair does grow back. More importantly, humor and a sharp eye for the craziness in our lives, endure and last a lifetime. You always make me laugh! It is a rare gift. Keep on truckin’
What color did you get?? I would change my weight…..I am working on that (some days….)