Appletini, tawny birch and deep, dark thoughts, oh my!

It’s been a paint-a-thon in my house the last couple of weeks. With starting my new job, my son starting soccer and my husband starting up classes again, I have suddenly had a burst of energy to paint. I am finally getting to painting the basement doors (a project I started in January), I started repainting a desk, and now I have the urge to repaint our kitchen. Why is it that change and transition scream “makeover!”?

While I have been giving my house a makeover one nap and late evening at a time, I have been able to slow down again and reflect on all of the changes that are happening in my life. I was in a dark place last spring, and it is amazing how bright things have become in just a few months. To celebrate, my husband and I have decided to paint our desk Appletini by Behr with a few accents of Tawny Birch. It’s bright, and glossy and yummy looking. Our desk has been hiding in the basement for the past couple of years, but we have plans to show it off once we create a new office nook in our kitchen.

There are a lot of other things I have been thinking about during my painting adventures. There is much to write about and new ideas to explore for this blog. But where do I begin?

When I started this blog, one of my goals was to create a sense of community. I don’t want this blog to be all about me. This blog certainly allows me to express who I am, but I also want others to be able to express themselves.

So while I take some time to sort through my reflections and ideas, I will direct you to another blog.

One of my friends from college recently started a blog after leaving her job without having another job lined up as well. She is now searching for a new job and writing about her adventures. Her posts are insightful and honest. She writes beautifully about her experiences and reflections. I truly admire her writing.

My friend and I met in Oaxaca, Mexico, in January 2005 during a study abroad trip. We were roommates during our time in Mexico, and while sharing a bathroom that was about two feet by five feet wide, it was inevitable that we would become friends. For real, I could practically shower while sitting on the toilet brushing my teeth. That’s how small our bathroom was. Anyway, you can check out more about her adventures at Embracing the Scenic Route. Stop over, say hi, and enjoy her lovely writing.