Thirty

Getting older has gotten a bad rap.  I don’t know if it’s the wrinkles or losing touch with pop culture, but for some reason, people don’t seem to be into it.

I turned 30 last week, and I think I finally feel like an official grownup.  My daughter asks me all the time if I miss being a kid.  I can honestly say that I don’t.  I loved being a kid when I was one, but I love being a grownup even more! I can go through a drive through anytime I want, I can pick out my own clothes, and I get to be married and have a family!

But, I would have to say, my favorite thing about getting older is what God and life have taught me.  Sure, I was a few pounds lighter in my early twenties, but I was also more insecure.  Thirty years has brought along with it more wisdom and perspective.  I certainly have not arrived, and I’m sure when I’m 40 I’ll be amazed at how naive I was at 3o.  Here’s to enjoying every year as it comes!

So in honor of the 30 year mark and looking back, I thought I would put together a list of 30 things I have never regretted.

30 things

 

 30. Roasting a marshmallow

29. Using paper plates

28. Spending birthday money

27. Taking a bubble bath

 26. Stopping to smell flowers

25. Smiling

 24. Enjoying a tea party with my little girl

 23. Wishing a friend “Happy Birthday”

22. Calling my mom

21. Laughing

20. Snuggling with my man

19. Watching my kids play

 18. Staying in my budget

17. Making my bed

16. Saying “I’m Sorry”

 15. Taking the scenic route

14. Forgiving someone

13. Putting down my phone

 12. Keeping my mouth shut

 11. Having a cup of hot tea

 10. Holding the door for someone

 9. Leaving a big tip

8. Saying “thank you”

7.  Humbling myself

 6. Investing in a new friendship

5. Praying

 4. Keeping a promise

 3. Hugging my kids

 2. Reading my bible

  1. Talking about Jesus

Perspective is everything when it comes to getting older. Hoping to keep mine right where it should be: on the things that really matter.

Enjoy today!

Steph

Clutterblind

Since I last posted, I have celebrated Christmas and New Year’s, packed up a house, said goodbye to family and friends, and moved halfway across the country…all with a newborn and only a handful of meltdowns on my part.  I consider that a win!

I wish I could tell you about how incredibly organized and prepared I was to pack our house to move, but that would be pretty far from the truth.  It mostly turned into major purging and shoving the rest into the nearest box. Ok, maybe not that bad.  But honestly, I was surprised at how much junk I allowed to accumulate after only living in that house for two years.  You don’t realize it’s there until you have to put it in a labeled moving box.

Have you seen the new Febreeze commercials about going “noseblind” to the odors in your home? Essentially “noseblindness” means that a smell has lingered so long that you have become desensitized to it.

Well, I would like to propose the concept of “clutterblindness.”  The piles of junk mail on the kitchen counter, odds and ends on top of the fridge, and mountains of my children’s artwork became the collateral damage of my clutterblindness.  They had been there so long, they just started to blend in.

clutterblind

 

So, what happens if you aren’t moving halfway across the country and forced to face your neglected clutter? I think I may have a solution. Clean your space as usual.  When you are done, take out your smartphone.  Take pictures of your room from different angles as if you were going to put them in a magazine. It’s amazing what can hide in plain sight, but as soon as you take a picture, the clutter becomes an eye sore.  I can’t tell you how many times I have gone to take a picture for the blog and have “discovered” the eye sores in the room.

Now that I have thrown away a ridiculous amount of stuff and started to unload all my things into a new house, I am hoping to be more self aware.  I am determined not to go clutterblind anymore, but in the event that I do, tell me gently, and I will whip out my phone and face it.

Have a great week!

Steph