I'm Not Perfect

             Hi Everyone, How are you feeling today? Today I found out I have walking pneumonia...

                                WALKING FREAKIN' PNEUMONIA!!! 

I've had a cough for a while and it wasn't getting better. Doctor told me what it was and the worst part was going home and having my husband say

                                "I told you so! I knew it!"


Blah blah blah

             Walking pneumonia makes it sound like you're sick but ya can still do EVERYTHING; just get up and WALK it off!

Why didn't they call it Go home sweetie get into bed and have your family take care of you, pneumonia.

Right now my son is excited about going to a Teen Christian Conference and I need to go out and get him some last minute things for his trip. I'm so glad we were able to afford this for him.  Remember the last post? I said that I wanted to try and establish the habit of keeping the kitchen table clear...?

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                                                     Its been like this for two days

I was starting to feel a bit down. I follow a few awesome women on Instagram and YouTube and when I look at their homes I'm floored at how beautiful, spacious and incredibly organized and decorated their homes are. I look around at my own home and say to myself...why would anyone want to follow me? I live in a tiny cape home with a kitchen linoleum floor that's torn, stained wallpaper and a stack of overdue bills. 

Why should you follow me when I can't even keep my kitchen table clear? And then I say why not?

OK, I don't have a amazing house...maybe you don't either.


I used to strive for perfection. I'm not perfect and sometimes it takes another person with the same issues to say " Hey lets do this together...and if I stumble maybe you'll be the one to encourage me, and if you stumble...I'll encourage you.


Crap happens. I can't....no, I WON'T let it get me down. And that is how I am trying to treat everything in my life now. I'm a strong person, but somehow I have allowed myself to think that I'm not. 

I have survived cancer

I think I can handle keeping a stupid table clear.



                               After...again

                    

And so can you Dear Ones...So can YOU!