Spring. Oh how I dream of that mythical being. Saturday we had a small, beautiful glimpse of it. I soaked up every gorgeous moment.
Later that very same day the local weatherman said that March is going to be colder than normal. And the wind gushed right out of my sails. I've been in a bit of a funk lately. Mostly weather related, add in a little bit of back trouble, a mouth ulcer and a my-baby-is-turning-13-next-week for good measure, and things got ugly there for a couple of days.
To combat the ugliness I've been doing things like making cream puffs from scratch. I've been washing linens, cleaning and rearranging.
I bought a new mirror (or 2. okay 6. don't ask.) and moved some things around making me feel like my rooms were fresh and new.
I organized my unmentionables drawer. Somehow that made me feel better. I gathered things to donate. I threw some things away. I edited what was sitting around because I appreciate what I have more when there is less to see.
I put my winter coat where I can't see it so I can pretend I don't need it.
I went to the first yoga class I've been to in months. Now my home and attitude are feeling much more fresh and before I know it, everywhere I look I will be surrounded by this kind of beauty. Just the thought of it is enough to put a spring in my step.