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Week 20: ME & My View

I'm going to be honest. My surroundings don't really excite me. Other than the people in it, there's not much I LOVE about it. That sounds bad. I'm grateful to have our home. We went from one bathroom at our old house, to three. I can finally park my car in the garage, and I have a walk in closet, things I didn't have at our old house. I'm not worried our neighbors will rob us... (long story). I'm appreciative of what I have, but in truth, my home mostly cause me stress at this point. My husband and I, despite both being creative people, do not have the ability to decorate. Choosing paint colors, furniture, and even something to hang on the wall causes us to go catatonic. "Buh... buh... buh..." We suddenly become incapable of making decisions or agreeing on pretty much anything!

Also, I married a pack rat. I think it is physically painful for him to throw anything away. Plus, we are both artistic, and I was a preschool teacher, so we have an entire room filled with arts and crafts supplies. Oh, and did I mention that my wonderful husband is also very handy, and loves to work with wood, so our entire basement is filled with scrap pieces of wood and every tool you could think of?! I feel surrounded by "stuff". See what I mean? I'm getting stressed out just thinking about this.

I think I was born with wanderlust. I have this innate desire to see new places, to try new things, to experience different cultures, to view beautiful landscapes. When I can see rolling hills, crashing waves, majestic mountain ridges, big blue skies, and fields of flowers that is when I feel "home". Just this week I talked to Jim (only half joking) about selling all our belongings, buying a camper, and traveling across America. (He's not on board... yet).

So, as soon as I decided that the theme this week was going to be "ME & My View", I got tired just thinking about taking a photo of my house. I've been craving big blue skies, serene water, trees, and the stillness that comes over my soul when I'm in nature, so I took a short trip to a state park about an hour from our house and took this shot. It was wonderful. There's this crazy thing that happens to my gypsy soul, though, when I satisfy it's cravings... just like when I satisfy my sugar cravings... I just want more.

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