Several weeks ago I added this script in marker to my bathroom mirror. I was hoping it would encourage me to reframe negative thoughts about my appearance each day.
Mark was so good about telling me "you're beautiful" on a regular basis, and I'm sure he meant it in more ways than one. At the time, it didn't matter to me if I believed it for myself, only that he saw me that way. My mirror message isn't magic, and it won't make me beautiful to everyone who sees me. Its only meant for me to not be so hard on myself.
Changing up the front door wreath to a spring basket. Might make it a little less pleasant for someone to try to casually look in that window, too. I caught a sale at Michaels' for all of the supplies and I know I can change out the foliage and flowers easily for the seasons.
This was a thrifty read at $1.99 and I think I will hang on to it and read it again someday. A fascinating history of the Galveston hurricane of 1900. More people died in this storm than any of the 41 hurricanes recorded there since 1886. I spent all of the 70's in Galveston, and people still referenced it - it's part of the heritage of the island.
If I ever get to the end of purging and cleaning and organizing this house, it will be a weird feeling. I keep coming upon things that I thought I had managed, and its like I'm seeing it for the first time. The only rationale I can come up with is that I am so unused to being in charge of everything here - literally everything. I have learned to shush that little voice that says "Mark would be so mad".
Reminder: no he wouldn't. He would understand.
The printer has decided it cannot recognize the ink cartridges. I really don't have time to troubleshoot this, so I will be printer-less for awhile, I guess. I do use this printer fairly often, so I went ahead and ordered new ink cartridges from Amazon as I already know the blue one is empty. As with all things around here now - its my job to either fix them, or arrange to get them fixed. But the good news is I no longer catastrophize it.
Baby steps.
Gina