House in Progress

The house purge has begun!  I am slowly beginning to get rid of all the furniture that doesn't help us achieve the style that we are going for.  Yes, our house is starting to look much more empty, but that is going to have to just not matter for now.  A little backstory as to why I would try and empty out our house:

As with most things these days, I blame this all on Pinterest...in a good way! Adam is probably getting pretty damn tired of the whole thing, but he is standing by me on this one. Unlike the time I heard that electronics pull energy from the house (this is a real thing, and the only thing I learned in Physical Science) even when they are not on.  Obviously, I freaked, and tried to convince him we should unplug everything in the house.  That didn't turn out in my favor, but the purging is happening!  This most recent revelation was not in a particular article or picture, but it was in the fact that my taste was absolutely not reflected in my own home.  It drove me crazy!  I felt like I was known for this great taste on Pinterest, but I didn't actually have anything to show for my developing style. I'm pretty sure people don't walk in my house and think, "So, I thought this would be better considering your recent pins...". They might, but I really hope that is not a thing.  Is that a thing? Even so! It's the principle people! I have hoarded furniture that had no aesthetic purpose for far too long.  It is time to purge/update!  

The first to go are my particle board bookshelves.  These aren't the nice ones that you get at Ikea or Target.  These are the ones that you find outside of a dumpster.  Actually, that is exactly where we got them from.  You can judge.  I still don't feel bad about it.  They have served me very well, and in turn I am giving them a tune up. First and foremost, I needed an inspiration! 

Look at this beauty from Sarah M. Dorsey Designs!   Maybe this is more of a hutch or a desk type thing, but I am painting those bad boys white!  I would love to wallpaper the back, but because they are being flipped to sell, I am not going to spend that money.  That's why I am putting burlap in the back.  Cheap and adorable.  Look at me being all creative and money savvy.  The truth is that Adam has given me a budget. [Boo-ing sounds] I will not let that bring me down!  The shelves will be white with burlap, and I bet we add a little molding on the sides and top in order to jazz them up a bit! I look forward to showing the whole process, which should be interesting considering the photography skills in this family.  

How Gossip Gave Me Pinkeye

I had decided to try my hand at not gossiping. To say the very least it was not going well. After a while I just pretty much decided to forget the whole thing because it was just too hard. I could barely even have a normal conversation without making fun of someone, ANYONE! 

(While watching Animal Hoarders) - don't judge. It motivates me to clean my house. 

Colby: Hey! what are you up to?

Me: Oh, you know just watching the UGLIEST CRIER ON THE PLANET

Colby: Worse than the girl on X-factor?

Me: Hell yes.

Cut to last night: last night I led my first Bible study lesson about how Christ calls us to hear him through all the static of life.  We also talked about the importance of having a conversational relationship with Christ in order to make him a part of your daily life, and how God is constantly talking to us.  We just have to listen.  All the girls had amazing input that just fed the fire that we had for getting together and talking about God.  All in all, the whole night was great, and it went about how I thought it would.  The one part that I was most nervous about was the prayer. I had never been a pray-er, and I still struggle with it.  I definitely was not super pumped about praying in front of people (even if I couldn't have had a less judgmental audience). I figured as long as I didn't pee my pants or throw up in the middle of praying, it would be fine.  I bowed my head, and I read the prayer that I had carefully typed out hours before (I am not going to just wing it my first time!) and prayed.  Totally okay.  No one burst in to flames.  No one started spontaneously crying.  It was fine. Then I looked up, and Lawren was the first one to comment: "What is going on with your eye?" Bethany: "It's starting to goo".  Perfect.  I looked in the mirror and sure enough I had one wicked stank eye.  The night went from a Jesus-tastic, fun time to a "I will beat you to death if I get pinkeye from you" catastrophe.  I was forced to the doctor with comments of how contagious this stupid infection is.  Oh, it was pinkeye alright.  Everyone always asks where you got it so they can literally avoid that location/person with every fiber of their body.  I have no clue where I got it, but I do know why I got it.  I started a message the other day with "I know karma is going to bite me in the ass for this but..." The rest of that conversation is completely irrelevant because the lesson was clear: If you gossip, you will get pinkeye. Message received, God. No more gossiping. I really have always been someone to learn lessons the hard way. Also, I can't think of a worse ending for my first lesson so I can only go up from here!