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seven years ago today, i convinced you to like me.

five years ago today, i became your bride.

every day we say yes to a life of messy mistakes & beautiful moments.

thank you for saying yes to the good & the bad. thank you for loving me.

i’m looking forward to hundreds of more years with you.

love,

natalie

i’m that disorganized, dysfunctional girl. i roll my eyes at the women with their little clipboards, color-coded pens & cleaning schedules.  i mean, who follows a cleaning schedule? (don’t answer that)

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and so it goes, as we prepared for our upcoming vacation, i started a check list of to do’s before leaving. just as i would check off a to-do, ten new items would magically appear on the list. 

in a moment of desperation & self-pity, i decided to set my timer for thirty minutes. 

our house was a disaster. 

what could i really do in thirty minutes? perhaps those highly organized women with their fancy office supplies were on to something…

here’s proof of the mess (edited to reveal pretty light & hide the dirt/smudges/fur balls caked/smeared/floating on every & all surfaces):

with a trash bag in hand & a basket at the ready, i set the timer for thirty minutes.

my results:

i didn’t have time to sweep the floors, scrub the pots or clean the counters. my house was definitely not martha stewart approved.

but that thirty minutes was well spent & put me at ease.

we don’t have to be that woman with her regimented cleaning schedule & highly organized life. i promise you, i’ll fail at being her. 

but we can acknowledge the power of a well-spent handful of minutes focused & oriented toward cleaning up the mess of life. we don’t always have to choose this path because sometimes a mindless half hour of facebook is good for the soul, but being intentional about how we spend our time can make a big difference in how we enjoy our time.

i plan to practice this thirty minute cleaning session in my daily rhythm.  i’d love to know – how do you manage the dirt, grime & chaos of home? 

love,

natalie

p.s. happy home pillow from tiny prints!

while i’m away relaxing on the beach, soaking up the sunshine with margarita in hand, i give you dilly beans.

canning dilly beans in your hot kitchen during the steamy summer months is kind of like sitting on the beach. minus the waves & margarita.

you can thank me later.

dilly beans are like pickles, but dare i say better? they’re delicious on the side of a salad or shared at a barbecue. a friend even mentioned that she tops fancy alcoholic drinks with her dilly beans! genius.

so grab those green beans & let’s get to canning!