Summertime… livin easy, poolside, drink (or popsicle) in hand…
Unless of course you are 35 weeks and four days (but who’s counting) pregnant and experiencing some serious nesting. In the last week I painted the front door, painted an accent wall in the house, painted our head and foot boards (a super fun blue), repurposed a red dresser that a friend was getting rid of, set up the front porch, back patio and pool area for our summer entertaining, constructed a new discipline chart and re-organized the craft and school supplies.
I blame nesting… but, to be honest, I’m a DIY junkie and it isn’t actually unlikely to walk into my home at any moment to find a new arrangement or a fresh coat of paint or some kind of project going on. Generally, I keep a tidy home mostly void of clutter and fairly organized. I very much enjoy home improvements both functional and aesthetic in nature and I’m pretty keen on anything I can do or make myself. I’ve been told I have a knack for it, have helped others and maybe should have gotten into interior design or auditioned for my own HGTV show… or something.
I will confess however, from time to time enjoyment turns to obsession and desire to serve and polish family and hosting morphs into some version of the Home Depot “never stop improving” idol.
There is nothing wrong with house improvements, Pinterest projects, home decor or new systems of organization… unless… Pinterest becomes more than occasional, I’m spending money that I shouldn’t be, dinner is late… again, and “quality time” is helping mommy until sometime way past bedtime.
Yes, my husband appreciates a welcoming, clean and comfortable home, and yes, you have to be pretty organized, slightly OCD and cutting-edged to keep up with and survive having six plus kiddos… but, I divulge that there is a fine line and my heart doth cross it on occasion and my appreciative hubby becomes annoyed as said “improvements” distract me from the things I really ought to be focused on.
I suppose this can be said of most hobbies and interests. I suppose an entire afternoon sucked away by a project I didn’t need to start… or lost in the internet… or wandering around Target… or tuned into episode after episode of Blacklist… or consumed by the latest best seller… etc is one in the same. It’s especially difficult to “stay on task” in the summer months when relaxation is the mindset regardless of the job that still needs doing and the kids that don’t stop needing fed or cared for.
At least if I blow it one day… His mercies are new each morning. Each morning I have the chance to start fresh, to seek His face and guidance. I have a new opportunity to serve and care for those around me… I’ll be taking those opportunities tomorrow…