We’ve been living in our (hopefully forever) home for just over a year now. And it has taken that long for us to actually buy some furniture and paint some rooms. After all our moves over the last year, we had pretty much purged our lives of lots of stuff — hand-me down furnishings, cheap shelves and such. And the last year, our home has been uncluttered. And empty.
This summer I’ve been pretty aggressive about trying to turn our new-construction house into our home. With fall breathing down my neck, all I’ve heard was the clock ticking — workable, daylight hours going down the drain. Frantic painting, planting, organizing and shopping has ensued.
But this week I managed a small revelation. It’s just a house. Yes, I’d like it to be pretty. Yes, I’ve waited a long time to have the means to make our home pretty. Yes, I’ve watched a lot of HGTV while being a SAHM and I want a pretty home. But when I wrote earlier this week about my wish for more substantial friendships in my life, I realized that my family deserved just as big of a commitment.
So this week I’m ditching the cleaning, the cooking, the laundry, the painting, the shopping — all of it. And traveling a bit to see family. Because it isn’t money or things that bring happiness. It is people. Friends and family. Sometimes they also bring cake and arguments, or gifts and anxiety — but no matter, they make our lives richer. And they don’t show all that in a magazine, no matter how pretty the house.