Friday, September 19, 2014

Friday Confessions

Hey Gang! Its Friday. That means, its time for our weekly confessions. Its time to tell all we did wrong this week.

1.I told my team that I had a meeting and that I needed my assistant to come. We actually went and got our nails did. We were both in pretty bad moods, and in a total funk. So, I made a decision to take a 20 minute break, and treat us both to painted nails. 20 minutes later, we were happy, excited, and ready to work.

2.I stole a beer. I was at a wedding last weekend, and I thought it was an open bar. So, I walked up, asked for a beer, and walked off. I didn't realize until later when I saw people at my table pulling out money that you actually had to pay.

3. I ate an egg shell. The other morning, I was making egg whites and a piece of shell fell in. It was small, well smallish. I figured, it couldn't hurt, so I never pulled it out. A few minutes later, I took a bite and it was crunchy.

4. I walked into a restroom, and thought it was the men's room, apologized, and walked out.  It turns out, it was the women's restroom, and I made a horrible mistake.

All right friends, its time, fess up.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Around the House--The Back Bedroom

These past few weeks, we have been working hard on our back bedroom. We have lived in our house for 2 years now, and this is the only room that we have never done anything to.

When we moved in, the room looked like this.

The lighting in this room is not great, and it is hard to tell, but it was a weird mint green color.

First, we put up crown molding. We found this particular molding at a builder supply store for about $.80 cents, a foot, so we were able to install crown molding in the entire room for less than $40.00, including caulking, primer, and paint. 

Next, we began painting the wall. 

The main wall color is Behr's Revere Pewter, which is a soft grey. (thank you Pinterest for the suggestion)

Next, we painted the back wall with stripes. Again, Revere Pewter is the softer color, and Behr's Rockport is the darker contrasting grey. 

Finally, we painted the ceiling a bright white, and now, it looks so much cleaner and crisp than it did before. 

We have a few more minor adjustments to make. We need to hang curtains and then get to work on the closet. We plan to install some shelving units and create some better storage areas. For whatever reason, this closet is the largest in the house, so we want to make most of the space we have.

This has now become my favorite room in the house! I have some furniture that I am working on refinishing because I want to have all white furniture in this room. I'll show y'all that once I am finished!

What do you think, do you like it? Any projects going on at your house? 

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

You Never Know

I don't talk about work much here on the old blog, but I really enjoy my job. I am in commercial real estate, and I manage a portfolio worth hundreds of millions of dollars. My job is is control expenses, manage a team, budgeting, keep operating systems functioning, ensure the assets look beautiful at all times, and many many other things. Its a high stress job, with lots of responsibilities, but I do enjoy it.

Sometimes, when things get really busy, I go to a place where I am not leading with love and kindness, rather, I am legalistic, demanding, and task oriented.

Given that I office at one of my assets, I see anything and everything wrong with the building. (Much to the chagrin of my team).  One thing that angers me is smokers who through their butts in the grass or in the flower beds rather than the ash trays. It is something that annoys me to no end, and I look for them every time I am outside.

For the past few weeks, there I noticed a gentleman at the building who rarely used the ash tray's. He threw his used butts in the drive way, in the grass, and in the flower beds that I paid thousands of dollars to install, and pay hundreds of dollars and month to upkeep. I watched him do this time and time again, and each time, I became more and more angry.

I sent memo's out to the entire building reminding them of the smoking policy and procedure. I emailed him company directly asking them to be cognizant of this, and still nothing changed. At one point, I went and picked up one of his used cigarette butts, put it in an plastic bag, and was ready to march up to his office and let him know he left something behind.

But then, I spoke with a man on my team who knew his story. It turns out, this man had been living in a hotel for the past 3 months. He wears the same clothes all week, because he does not have anything else to wear. He does not have a car, so he walks to work every day. Currently, he is going through a nasty divorce, and his wife cleaned out the bank account, locked him out of the house, and left him with almost nothing.

After hearing that, my heart dropped to my stomach. Was he doing something wrong? Yes. Was it making me mad? Yes. Had I stopped for moment to consider him and his situation? No.

Does he need to stop throwing those cigarette butts all over my property? Yes. Does he need to be dealt with? Yes.

But, I was reminded in that moment, that attitude begets attitude. Problems escalate, people get mad, upset, and hurt feelings when they perceive they have been wronged.

The problem with my situation was not my smoker friend, it was me. It was my attitude toward him and my approach to the problem. If I want a positive outcome, perhaps it would be better for me to tone down my attitude and lead with kindness rather than bitchiness.

Ultimately, it was more about me than him. I need to stop and think about others, not just myself. I have to think about how I want to hear news and information. Getting mad is easy, managing that anger, presenting it in a way that is more appealing is the challenge.

You never know what someone is going through. We have the choice to be a blessing or a curse to people. We can be the reason they smile that day, the reason they laugh, or the reason they feel even a glimmer of hope. We can build up rather than tear down. We can be the change we want to see.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Around the House: In the Yard

These past few weeks, my husband and I have been putting in a lot of time and effort (and budgeted money) working around our house.

The first project we took on was repurposing an old door into a trestles for our two of our rose bushes. The rose bushes need something to climb on, and rather than purchase something, we just repurposed what we had.

The next project we tackled was the hardest. We have a small strip between our house and driveway that we have never known what to do with. The people who we purchased our house from filled it with lava rock. 

I've never like the lava rock. It looked bad, attracted dirt, leaves, and trash.  

We ended up shoveling up all of the rock, and cleaned the bed.

Then, we ended up purchasing grey Mexican river rock from a whole seller. Below is what we ended up with. 

We also spent a good amount of time cleaning up the yard, and our garden area. Earlier this year, we shortened our deck and planted new sod in its place to open up the yard. We also cleared the area of the yard that we once used as a compost area. We didn't put the time or effort into composting like we should, so we ended up cleaning that area up as well. 

We have had a lot of fun this summer working on the yard, cleaning everything up, and making our home look good.

What summer projects have you tackled?

Friday, August 29, 2014

Friday Confession, Dental Edition

Happy Friday y'all. I hope that everyone is gearing up for a great long weekend.

This week, I had a dentist appointment, and I spent a lot of time this week thinking about this appointment and preparing for it. For some reason, I fixated on this one dentist appointment, and wanted to prepare well. (I really don't know why). Given how much thought I put into it, I was hyper excited, overly nice, and very chatty when I got in the chair.

1. I asked about the suction wand etiquette.  As the hygienist was cleaning my teeth, she would do some work, then stick the suction wand in my mouth and told me to close. I really like that suction thing. Apparently, I held onto it a little too long, and the hygienist kept saying "ok, let go please." That lead to me asking how long I was allowed to keep it in my mouth, and if there was proper etiquette that I did not know about.

2.I brushed my teeth for an hour the night before the dentist. And another 45 minutes before my appointment. She could tell, and apparently, one should not brush their teeth for nearly 2 hours in a 24 hour period. Busted.

3. I freaking quoted Michael Scott again, and yet again, she did not get the quote. She asked if I have been flossing, and I replied "Yes, I did, and there was blood everywhere, but I did it." She stopped cleaning my teeth, and went into a diatribe about how if I was bleeding when flossing that was a huge deal and we really needed to spend some time figuring out what to do about it. I had to interrupt her and let her know that I was quoting Michael from The Office. She was not a fan of the show.

Thats it team, fess up.

Have a great long weekend!

Friday, August 22, 2014

Friday Confessions

Hi everyone! I hope you have had a swell week, and are ready for the weekend!!

Its time for us to get our confessions on:

1.On a walk one evening I said "You know, whats really stopping me from going in that house? Its nothing but a lock, and how hard is it to pick?" P's response.... "And thats why you would go to prison." There is this house that is so cute, and I want more than anything to look around inside.

2. I sat in a bathroom stall at work and played on my phone for 30 minutes. I am sure my coworkers thought I died in there or something, but I just didn't feel like closing my office door, so I took up a stall.

3. I dutch oven P in bed.  He gets so mad, but its so funny to do to him!

Alright everyone, fess up!!!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Sometimes, its the small things

Last week, like most day's, I was up well before the sun, and ready to work out. I walked out the door, and was "warming up" which means I walk to the end of my street before I start running.

Mornings are my favorite time of day. Its dark, its quiet, and it holds the promise of a new day. A day for fun, laughter, love. For me, the best day's begin early with me sweating profusely. I love working out hard, and coming back to the house a sweaty mess. It makes me feel like I earned my shower. I like to know that most mornings, I will see the same few souls gutting out mile after mile. Training and pushing themselves for whatever goal that lies ahead.

There is a man that I've noticed in the mornings. He is not a runner. He is not athletic. But, every morning, he is up, taking a slow stroll up and down our street. Each morning, he stops in front of the homes that subscribe to the newspaper. He picks the paper up from the sidewalk, and drops it on their door step. Then, he slowly walk away and makes his way again down the street.

I've seen him do this many times, but for some reason, last week, it really struck me. It is such a small act of kindness, of courteousness, of love. It costs him nothing. It gains him nothing. Yet, every morning, he is out on the street doing this.

Maybe its because there is so many terrible things going on in the world right now. Maybe its because everyday we hear about people hurting or killing one another. I see images of parents and children being forced from their homes and running for their lives in the desert a half a world away. I see unarmed kids being shot. I see rioting and looting. Or, worst of all, seeing a reporter being brutally killed, with the video flying all over the internet. There is so much anger, so much hate, so much darkness.

But, once in a while, you see something kind. Something loving. No matter how small, no matter how little, it helps. I had so much trouble sleeping last night as the images of what I have seen raced through my head. Its so easy to forget there is good in the world.

This week, I want to be a blessing. There is only one way I know how to defeat darkness, and that is with love. Light will always over come darkness.