I am so blessed to have a warm place to call home during these cold winter months. I am safe, sound, and generally welcomed in my home (Lord help us! Mama is throwing frying Pans Made with Steel again!).
But, what happens when home doesn’t feel warm? What if home feels like the fangs of used books, junk piles and spoiled paint cans are ‘closing in’ for a bite? Or what if it curiously smells like old coffee and sharpie marker ink in the laundry room, on a good day?
It can stay that way.
I can do something.
What a unique place, our homes, where we can define, design, and dally in a space without reason or with a million reasons. To me “doing something” simply means, taking a chance to make an impact while harnessing my behavior, teaching it to value what it is I am doing.
Here to Hoping…
Here is a photo taken in the middle of my “doing something” to the laundry room. I have been taking a chance, all day, amping up this room in time for The Masked Mommy’s first ever Laundry Room Pow-Wow that is on February 1st!
I am so excited to share at the Pow-Wow about my room, my hopes, and my first ever fabric mistreatments, with a bunch of other bloggers, that needed to “do something” with their own life direction (or maybe just a new decor ).