What is bringing you joy?

Last night I attended a women’s event at a sweet friend home. It was festive with Christmas decorations and we celebrated friendships with no gifts and without having to bring a covered dish. Praise hands!

The topic of conversation came up in regards to Christmas hustle and bustle, decorating dilemmas and all around holiday stress.

I’m not joyful that others share in this months stresses but at least I’m not alone.

Last week I looked at the Christmas totes STILL sitting on the porch and I was over it. I loaded them back on the dolly and put them back in the garage. This year, Christmas decorations are not bringing me joy. Giving myself permission to put the away for 2019 gave me abundant joy.

My house has been getting on my last nerve.

I can just feel the dust bunnies waiting for me behind the chairs attached to the beautiful wood trim. The curtains who have been up for two years and not yet been washed. Why in the world does it bother me now? It’s two weeks before Christmas and I shouldn’t care. But I do and yesterday, I pulled down the curtains in one room, which requires a ladder for goodness sakes and washed and dried those bad boys. I pulled the furniture away from the walls and those dust bunnies are now my b—–. Sorry. Not sorry.

This room now brings me joy.

Today, I have things to do. I have places to go but this Landry room is driving me crazy. It’s the second most used room in our home next to the kitchen.

30 minutes

That what it takes to pull out the machines and clean the crap

Mop the floor and put it back

This day, already has brought me joy

I don’t know what tomorrow will bring but today, I’m finding my joy in the laundry room lint now residing in my vacuum.

Have a beautiful and joyful day!

Charma

About Charmadawn

Jesus lover ๐Ÿ’œ Wife of Steve for 34 years ๐Ÿ’œ Mom to 2 grown kiddos ๐Ÿ’œ BB to grandsons Jack and Luke ๐Ÿ’œ4 years ago we purchased, Rescued and Restored a 116 year old farmhouse and we live together as a multigenerational household. Come follow our crazy. Isaiah 54:7
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