Ok-So I know I usually blog about decorating and how to do it on the cheap.
I give tips on how to shop the thrift stores, how to spray paint and how to drink diet coke and eat chocolate all at the same time.
I know, I know, I am super cool.
but..I just had to get this off my chest.
If you don't want to read my opinion on some things other than decorating-than don't read this post.
I'll be back to regularly scheduled programming tomorrow.
So..I just got my Ballard Designs catalog today in the mail.
I have to make a confession..Before blogging I had never even heard of Ballard Designs-let alone looked at one of their catalogs.
I was ok with this.
I was totally ok with the fact that no magazine or retail store told me what I should like or how I should want my home to look.
I was ok with my home-the way I loved it.
Now, don't get me wrong, I have learned a lot from great decorating blogs. I do love to cruise total strangers blogs and get a look at their homes.
The one thing I don't like-is comparing myself to everyone out there.
Maybe I am lame to admit this-but I am hoping that I am not the only one out there who feels this way.
Sometimes I blog-and I hope so much-that you-the other women out there in blog land will like me. I let others opinions shape how I feel about myself, my home and my ideas.
Yes-I totally understand that we only post the best of the best.
We stage pics, we try to get the good lighting and then we photo shop to get the absoulate best we can get.
And yes-I know all of this-yet I still compare.
I tell myself that my home isn't good enough.
I tell myself that what I look alike isn't good enougth.
My size of jeans are too big-my lips are to small and my arms don't look like they used too.
I have dishes on the counter, crushed cereal on the floor and toothpaste in the sink.
Then...I get on the computer and look at everyones Better homes and gardens pics and think...
"their life is so much prettier than my life."
I bet they don't blog in the their pajamas and blatanly ignore their children who are killing themselves in the corner.
So..I am here to confess.
I am one of those women who do all of the above.
I also drink too much diet coke and I feel guilty when I don't exercise. Which is never.
BUT....I am also a wife to a man that any woman would be lucky to have. A mom to three beautiful girls, who everyday remind how lucky I am to have 3 heads of hair to do just right.
I love to create my house into a haven, a refuge from life's storm.
I am blessed to tuck my girls into bed every night and I know that they love me no matter what size my pants are, if my dishes are done, or if my home looks like it should be in a catalog.
So..I guess this post was really just for me.
But.. if there is any one else out there who feels this way.
Know that you are in good company!
Thanks for listening to my rant!
I will be back with more spray painting lunacy tomorrow.
Love you all...