Today I was spring cleaning. Honestly, I actually sort of enjoy cleaning. I love fresh sheets, sparkling floors, and folded laundry.
When I was finished cleaning and saw the sun pouring onto the warm barnboard floors I was struck by the thought that I love this house.
Not because it is perfect or beautiful or in a premium location. There are many flaws, some that we are slowly working on replacing, like the ceilings. Others that we have just come to accept as part of this house, like the lack of closets. Some of the flaws I have even grown to love, like the layers of paint on the old trim that lend a warmth and sheen in a way that new wood never could.
I think that blogging and magazines can influence us to think a little negatively about our houses. We are often focusing on the flaws, on what needs to be the next project.
Today I was reminded about the best things about our house, and about what makes it our home.
I love how I know exactly where to step to avoid creaking floorboards once I set Layla down in her crib. I love the afternoon sun in the back rooms and the old front door. I love the old tree that has grown a little wild in the backyard.
I love the lilacs and how they remind me of Layla because they bloomed the day we brought her home.
In the spirit of being content and grateful for what we have, maybe you could think about why you love your house/apartment/rental. I would love to hear about it in the comments if you wanted to share, or keeping it to yourself is okay too:)
It is a long weekend here and there are firecrackers happening right now. I have always loved firecrackers but now that I have a sleeping baby they seem so loud!
Have a wonderful weekend!