Keepin' It Real

Hello Friends!

This is a humbling post today,

but one I feel the Lord nudging me to write.

I have an issue.

Ok, really I have several, but this post is humbling enough so we'll just talk about this one.

My issue has to do with my home and the image I feel like I need to have.

See, blogging is easy, I can really fake it and pretend that I've got it all together.

I can make a craft and zoom in just right so you don't see the the surrounding mess.

I can show you my happy laundry room after cleaning it all sparkly.

But to be honest, I DO NOT have it all together.

At any given day there is an area of my house that I would be mortified if you popped in and saw how messy it was.

I have this idea that my home needs to be 'Martha Stewart perfect' before I invite any guest over.

But the reality is, we have a very sweetly busy and FULL life.

I get behind in my cleaning.

Laundry piles up.

Dust bunnies start taking flight.

The sunlight shines in just right to reveal that sneaky cobweb.

I'm wiping up the breakfast mess just in time to start dinner. 

I loose important paperwork because it is under a huge pile on my desk.

I make it to another laundry day before fully putting away last weeks laundry. 

Do you know what I'm talking about?

The thing is, this idea that I have to keep up this act that my house is always neat and tidy,

it keeps me from opening my home to family and friends.

If I can't have a perfectly mopped and dusted home, 

I don't invite people over.

But I love to have people over.

I love to share a meal with friends and stay up late playing games and have sweet conversations.
I want to be able to open my home at any given notice.
I want to not be prideful.

So do you see my issue?

Yesterday I was suppose to have a crafting date with a friend and because I didn't have enough time to get caught up on my cleaning, 

I cancelled on her.

Ugh.

But here's the thing.

She came by anyways to bless me with a maple bar and ice cream.
(does she know me or what?)

And I bet she wouldn't have minded my dust or laundry pile or tooth paste smear in the sink.

She came to hang out with ME, not to judge my messy home.

So I sit here humbled.

Lesson learned.

I'm working on it.

I'm trying to chill out and feel  more comfortable if someone happens to see a few dust bunnies.

Like my hubbie says when I'm 'company cleaning'

"It's ok if it looks like we live here"

Ha!

Trying to keep it real- even with my home.

 Do you know what I'm talking about?