Tuesday Truth.
Number 50.
I thought this quote would be fitting since I’ve just finished reading The Gratitude Diaries by Janice Kaplan. The tagline to the book is “How a year looking on the bright side can transform your life.”
I try to practice gratitude and search for the positives in less than stellar situations, but just like my meditation practice, I go along fully engaged in my practices and then I miss a day and then a little while later, I miss a few more and suddenly I’m not practicing anymore.
And then I remember, come back to the practice and the same scenario unfolds.
Does anyone else have this problem?
I’ve engaged in both for long enough periods that they should be ingrained habits, and yet…they always seem to take a backseat when life demands my attention (which also coincides with when I most need them). However, each year, I find that less time lapses between picking up each practice again.
So I’m grateful for that.
Autumn has turned to darker colors in my part of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The mountainsides looking like the sun has scorched the land. Soon the landscape will shift to the hidden shapes of the trees, exposed as their leaves fall away.
I’m trying to figure out where the entire beginning of November went.
Quite a bit of the weekend time has been filled with soccer….and lots of driving to soccer. Miss Sunshine had a soccer tournament down in Winston-Salem, NC this past weekend. Four soccer games with temps ranging from 30°F to 65°F. I brought three different pairs of boots to deals with the wide shift in temperatures. I don’t like to be cold!
We also went shopping because Miss Sunshine has her first semi-formal next month. A Sadie Hawkins dance. If you aren’t familiar with Sadie Hawkins, it’s a dance where the girls ask the guys. I know in today’s world that may not be earth-shattering, but the first-known dance was held in 1938. Miss Sunshine’s high school holds one on school years with a leap year.
I also took all the wallpaper off of the basement bathroom walls.
It was oddly satisfying.
I am so excited that the basement is finally getting a makeover after 6 years of living here and disliking the aging carpet, dark walls, and the 80’s bathroom. You shouldn’t be surprised to hear that I’m painting it all in Sea Salt. I love the calm that color brings to my home.
And because we weren’t doing enough remodeling (snort), my husband pulled the carpet off the stairs to the basement. To be fair, the carpet was in horrid shape. I wrote about how I stained them back in the third post I ever wrote in January of 2016 (How quickly a day can derail you). Add 3 1/2 more years and the dog getting sick on them and he moved up the timeline to their repair. They will not be getting carpet again. I still have to decide on a stain color.
So that’s what I’ve been up to.
What’s going on in your part of the world?
Let your light shine!
Amy
