This blog has been an awesome way to document my DIY projects, find decor ideas, share inspirations and meet other like-minded bloggers. I didn’t know if I would enjoy writing, but I have discovered I love it. Life can be funny and I like to find the humor in it. Sharing how I think about things is a great creative outlet.
Of course being a wife, mom, daughter, sister and friend, there are so many things to talk about. And being over 40 is a subject in its self! Getting older (I said older, not OLD!), comes with all kinds of topics women can relate to. Take memory and sleep, for example. Sometimes it hurts my brain just to remember why I walked into a room or where I put my keys, but when I want to go to sleep, I remember everything, think about everything, go over everything and subjects like motherhood, religion and spirituality, and what to name my next Pinterest board will keep me up at night!
I would like to share some of my “non DIY” thoughts with you on occasion. I have considered starting another blog just for the “other side” of me, but that seemed silly, and this blog keeps me busy enough. So, if you don’t mind, my favorite followers, I would like to add a little more Laurie into this blog.
I will always have DIY projects going. I don’t know how not to! ha! If I’m not working on my house, I will be working on someones house. It seems I have misplaced the off switch to my brain. Until I find it, I will be thinking, creating and blogging. : )
My Mom gave me her old jewelry box to either redo and/or give to my daughter. It sat in my sewing room for a while. I was going to use it for the little things that need a home, like pins and needles and such. But as I was cleaning out my jewelry basket the other day, I realized how completely unorganized my jewelry was. It was all thrown together in a big tangled mess.
So out came Mom’s jewelry box. I remember when I was little, my sister and I would go through this jewelry box, opening one drawer at a time, mesmerized by her jewelry. Each drawer had a purpose and each drawer was filled with treasures. It was always a big deal to us when Mom let us look through her jewelry box.
After I got all my jewelry organized, my daughter came in to see what I was doing. Her eyes got wide when she saw the jewelry box. She asked if she could look inside. As she stood in awe opening every drawer one at a time, the feeling of deja vu was overwhelming. It was both cool and disturbing though. Cool that my daughter was looking through my jewelry box with the same sense of wonder I had when I looked through my Mom’s jewelry box, but disturbing because I don’t know when I got old enough to watch my daughter experience things that I so clearly remember when I was her age!
Who knows. Maybe some day she will have this jewelry box and her daughter will ask to look side. And she will have the same feelings and the same memories I have as she watches her wide-eyed daughter open every drawer. Perhaps she will also wonder, like me and probably my Mom, where the time went!