I’ve never been much of a housekeeper. Or a much of a lot of things actually. I don’t work out enough or drink enough water or wash my face nearly enough. I really fail when it comes to doing laundry and watering my flowers. Around the house, it’s quite evident that I don’t give 100% to lots of things. I run a blog, I run a shop and a consulting business and try to spend as much time as possible with my husband. But all of those other things, they all just ‘kind of’ get done. I try, I really do, but at the end of each day, there are things that never get crossed off the list.
The other night, I’m thinking about all of this while doing the dishes from the giant batch of homemade salsa that I’d made (more on that later), and I’m really dwelling on the point that I didn’t drink enough (any) water that day. It was one of the goals I’d literally made 10 hours earlier and I’d already botched it. Continue Reading…
Happy Monday guys! Are you pumped up for another week? This weekend I got to thinking about dreams, goals, jobs, and the future. I think about these things, how they all work together, and on what sort of timeline they’re working together all.of.the.time. Quite honestly, the result of this type of thinking lands me in a little pit of worry and I begin to doubt my path. Then I saw this quotation circulating pinterest. Of all of the inspirational, whimsical, dreamy posts that I see out there this one is different because it’s just so clear and direct. “If you’re not doing what you love, you’re wasting your time.” Geeze, how’s that for a wake-up call?
When I meet with young hopefuls who want to get started in the online world, often the very first question they ask is “how to did get to the point where you could quit your day job?” Continue Reading…
Do you ever just have those things that you want to like? Those things you buy thinking that you’ll love it – even if it kills you? For me it started with coffee (odd considering yesterday’s post). I wanted to like coffee so bad. I wanted to be a woman who drank coffee. I attacked this goal like I would any assignment. I started small with the Dunkaccino’s from Dunkin Donuts and worked my way further and further toward real coffee right up until I was drinking espresso black. I just wanted to be a coffee drinker. A cool black coffee drinker.
There are different things in life that I’ve tried to force myself to like - one big one being scarves. I love to buy scarves. I think they’re gorgeous, and I when I see beautiful scarves on other women, I’m jealous. “I could be a scarf wearing woman” I usually think to myself. This leads me to buy all sorts of artistically wonderful scarves, but I can’t wear them. I don’t like the way they feel on my neck with my hair all bunchy and un-chic. I think I can wear them, and I want to wear them, but I never ever do. Similar to how I want to be an espresso drinking woman, but I’ve regressed and now I must have my coffee with milk and sugar.
All of this to say there are people we want to be, and there are things we try to force ourselves into because we just want to like that thing…. we think we should like that thing. It is interesting to think about the absolute difference between liking something and wanting to like something, isn’t it? Isn’t it strange to think we can want something so badly, but it just doesn’t suit us? There are so many iterations of this phenomenon, and there are many more that apply to me, but these two come top of mind for me. Two things that would make me so much chicer in my mind, but we all have our limits.
So tell me, what are your limits? What is something you’ve tried tried tried to like but just can’t?
p.s. I will make use of my endless drawer of unworn scarves in one of next week’s DIYs!! Stay tuned…
Let me ask you something. When is the last time you had a list of to-do’s and just completely ignored it? Can you recall a time?
Yesterday was my only weekend day at home since I spent the majority of last week working on a Pier 1 and Glam video shoot on Long Island. It was amazingly fun and if you follow on Instagram, you would have seen a few pics from the project. As fun as it was, it was work and I was away from home and husband.
I got home late Saturday night and upon waking yesterday I did something very very unusual for me. I didn’t do one ounce of work. Not one. Usually when I walk I listen to business podcasts, but I listened to music this time. Usually in the evening while Matt is watching TV, I work on email and outstanding projects. But yesterday I chose to ignore all of these pending items and nagging feelings. I literally spent two straight hours sitting on my porch, reading magazines, flipping through catalogues, and drinking a nice cold beer.
Do you want to know what happened during this time? I had a flood of new ideas while perusing those pages. I thought of projects and concepts that were exciting and original. I feverishly tore pages from my mags, took notes, and felt my wheels turning. Now, this might seem like work, but it’s really quite the opposite. It’s what happens when work isn’t the focus, but when living is the focus. I liken it to a sort of ‘blissful ignorance’. I know there is a whole slew of things that must be done, but I choose to ignore it and just to spend my weekend day as it was meant to be spent.
I know we can’t do this all of the time, I like to be busy busy busy and not being buys makes me feel…guilty, like I’m not trying my hardest. But, when I can put aside the feelings of guilt and block them out of my mind, I’ve come to realize that it’s invigorating to take control of your day and make a conscious choice to relax. I can’t say I’m a master at this, I’m far from it. But I’m learning every day and yesterday I learned that there is great importance in stepping back and just giving yourself a break.
I want to hear from you guys on this one. Do you ever look at your mounting to-do list (or pile of laundry) and just walk away? What do you spend your guilty ‘you’ time doing?
If you follow on social media, you’ll know that I spent last weekend in Palm Springs with some amazing bloggers in a 3 day get together sponsored both by Bing and some incredible other brands (see friday’s faves!) and the weekend was hosted by the amazingly talented Chelsea, Kelly, and Brittni. We had a cabinet stuffed to the gills with craft supplies, party goodies, fresh flowers, and tools. We had a refrigerator crammed full of sweets, drinks, and anything a girls heart could desire. These girls really pulled off an amazing fete.
I have to tell you, though, before my trip to Palm Springs, I was feeling a little bad for myself. I just wasn’t feeling my usual spunk and I felt drained and without inspiration. So as we’re spending time together in a hot, tropical valley, I got to thinking about growth. I set out to explore, to learn, and to grow with these other talented women. So that is what I set to do, get out of my funk. Unfortunately, things sometimes get worse before they get better, but I learned that mountainous growth most evident when you’re in a valley…theoretically (and literally in this case).
Settle in for this (novel of a post) and let me explain. Aside from generally feeling stagnant, my trip didn’t start out stellar. Continue Reading…
In matters of house and home, I have an embarrassing confession to make. As resourceful and cheap as I can be in some areas, in other areas, I am downright irresponsible.
Let’s back this up… I pinched pennies for so long through college and afterwards, I used coupons, compared prices, bought generic, you name it. Then, when I started making decent money at my first ‘real’ job, I splurged. I splurged on everything from trash bags to Louis Vuitton bags. Obviously, I saved a lot for those bigger purchases, but the problem came when I did little shopping – groceries, various sundries – I didn’t even look at the prices. I just grabbed what I thought was better… the name brands.
Yesterday, I went to the store to pick up normal things – paper towels, toilet paper, coffee, cereal. Being in the recent self-employed state that I am, this time, I really looked at the prices. I thought about the fifty-cent or dollar differences between brands and thought – is it worth it? Continue Reading…
Today is a big day for me and for House of Earnest. It’s the anniversary of our THIRD year in blogging. It’s strange that I always thought three years was so far off. I actually always thought having a blog even remotely as successful as this has come to be as a really far off dream. Now, we’re not a huge blog, but when I started House of Earnest with one reader and not a clue in the world where it would lead, I never dreamed we’d end up here. I never dreamed that we’d be working with national brands, making friends all over the world, and creating a business. I never dreamed that this would fuel my idea for a new product line and eventually to working for myself.
It’s now, after achieving what I never knew was possible that I realize I should have dreamt bigger. And so I will. Year four is going to be full of hope, wonder, curiosity, and hard work. I’m pushing my dreams to sky-high with the knowledge that where there is a will, there is a way. I hope to move mountains this year and every year thereafter. I want to reach more people, in more places, and I hope you’ll come along for the ride with me.
p.s. The one reader we started out with was (and still is) my husband, Matt. He reads this blog every single day and looks through your comments and clicks on my links, and tells me where I have bad typos (which always happens). He is the best partner and supporter I could ever have. Thanks, Matty!
I’m taking a little break today to celebrate my birthday! We’re getting about ten inches of fresh powder here in Colorado, so I’m spending the morning on the mountain and then having a dinner out tonight with friends.
I hope you all have a lovely weekend and I’ll see you on Monday with my new entry!
Hi, I'm Erin!
House of Earnest is the place for Home Decor, Hand Made Projects and Party Style made easy. My style is simple, natural, rustic and slightly modern. Take a look around, leave a comment and have fun! That's the whole point, right?