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House plans...

Didn't and am not making any New Year's resolutions.

Nope.

They've been the same every year for the past 10 years.

As I lay here cuddled up under my comforter in my awesome bed (have I ever mentioned how much I LOVE my bed?  Well, I do.  BIGtime!), I'm thinking thinking thinking about what I want my life to be.  More than anything I want the peace of mind in knowing that I'm being true to the people in my life, true to my God, and most of all, true to myself.

I've thought a lot today about all the areas in my life where I have room for improvement (in most cases, LOADS of room!).  I've decided to take those that are most important to me and divide them into a plan... like a house plan... and each area will have it's own room.  It's not a big house, but it's a  solid house with a sturdy foundation.  There's a lot that needs to be fixed, there's a lot that needs to be organized.  Some rooms are tidy, and some cluttered and disastrous.  Some rooms are well-decorated with things I love placed just-so and thoughtfully.  Other rooms don't have much in them and are waiting for that just-right touch.

When you clean, organize, fix or decorate a house, for lasting and desired effect it just doesn't work when you tackle the whole thing at once.... it's not like one of those home-makeover shows where they tear down a house and rebuild the whole thing in a matter of a few days.  I've tried to tackle my whole house at once and all it does is leave everything discombobulated, with messes overlapping each other and me being more frustrated than ever and wanting to give up.  So I'm going to take each room, one at a time, though I know that while working in one room I may need to travel in and out of several of the other rooms... you know, upkeep and such. Once you move onto another room you can't just completely ignore the last one... and if you did a nice job on it, you like being there.

I won't go into what each room represents for me.... at least not now... I might down the road... in fact, knowing me, I'm quite sure I will.

I do know a house is always an on-going project.  Something always needs to be done.... let alone the major overhauls of fall and spring cleaning.

This life is ever changing.... and so am I.

PS... Best part about this whole project, I already own the keys free and clear.

I think? ;-)

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