I woke up this morning a little more rested and even made it to Bootcamp. Soon after dropping off Syd at Nana's house I read this post by Jules and it was a kick in the pants. An "ouch" post if you will. While I'd categorize my post as more pissy than whiny, it clearly carried an overall "panties in a wad" tone, and it contributed to part of the collective negativity floating around the internet. Negativity that is not needed and is counterproductive. Negativity that can even be labeled "privileged suburban whiny" (best quote I've read all week). I had let myself get all riled up over a topic that, at the end of the day, doesn't even effect me. Blech.
So again, all this to say (I guess I'm not going for brevity tonight; get to the point Andrea, get to the point), it inspired me to finish up a post I started almost two weeks ago. A post that it is a dedication to my mantle. A post that I hesitated even publishing because I thought to myself, really, who cares about my ugly old mantle decorated for Halloween? Seen one Halloween mantle on a blog, seen them all (all 100,000).
I've talked about how I hate the coloring of the bricks and how I hate the dark brown wood mantle piece.
I now see my fireplace as not half bad, with its strange painted bricks. And in the grander scheme of things I've realized that if I want to teach my children gratitude, it has to start with me. How can they truly learn gratitude when they hear their momma constantly complain about a mantle? There is so much that we take for granted everyday; our jobs, the food we throw away half-eaten, and even silly old mantles.
I don't have to love every single thing about this house. I don't have to be dis-genuine and skip around like Polyanna saying it's no big deal that I have not one single solitary linen closet in the whole place. I will always be real and honest and say that yes, it drives me bonkers that I do not have one single solitary linen closet in the whole place! But that realness and honesty I tout so proudly would be much better served with a side of optimism than a side of bitchiness. And that my friends, has been my lesson learned this week.