31 Days To Make A House a Home: Day 12: Failures

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While today has had it's successes, it also feels like a failure.  I had every intention of finishing the great clothing pile up today.  We started off this morning well.  Anthony and I went to the Big House to make butter.  Can I just say how blessed we are?  Having so much family so close is amazing. It's really great to be able to work together, to learn from each other, and to grow.  Today was one of those days.  I won't go into any details, but I was really touched by someone today.  It was a reminder not to write people off, that people can grow and learn, and that family might not be the people you choose, but they are the people who are always there for you.  We all make mistakes- and each mistake is an opportunity to learn and grow.  

Speaking of mistakes... while working on the closest I tried to turn our weird clothing storage thing on it's side, to better facilitate the use of cloth bins.  This happened:

Yeah, I pretty much wanted to cry.  I didn't- instead I gave up.  And ranted.  And stormed out.  And took a nice long bath with my baby, all the while stewing and trying to figure out what I was going to do with the million and a half shirts I have that no longer have a home.  And wondering why I'm so accident prone.  And trying to keep Anthony from turning the water to cold.  When we finally got out (after I gave up fighting over the faucet with the baby) the closet was not in the state I left it in.  Apparently my sweet husband took it upon himself to fix our weird shelf thing, put it on its proper side.  He's the knight in shining armor to my domestic damsel in distress!

Okay, so maybe less failure than I thought.  I guess I was just hoping that I would be able to post pictures of my amazingly tidy closet, and show off the floor of my bedroom.  But that'll have to wait for another day.  I did manage to sort through another giant pile of clothing, spend some quality time with my baby, take out the trash with Paul, and got some reading in.  I did promise this would be realistic, right?  Because the reality is, some days don't go as planned.  There are hiccups, plans are dashed, and people surprise you.  But we are alive, we are happy, and I'll be damned if I let an almost broken storage thing (seriously, what is it called?!) ruin my day.

God Bless!


  1. Oh, I'm sorry! That stinks!
    Stopping by from Show and Tell Saturday. Love for you to stop by and follow back when you get a chance.

    julie @ Naptime Review

  2. some days it's more about the little corner that got done rather than the whole room. isn't it nice to have knights in shining armour?