Beach Cottage Superwoman, Pick a Job and Chalkboard Doors
Tue 23rd, Feb, 2010
G’day cherry pies. How ya cookin’? All is well here, though my legs are sore, nothing like 250 squats, overlooking the sea, perched on top a dirty great Australian rock to get one’s muscles working.
Now, before we start, let me issue a Beach Cottage Warning, this sure is one of those posts, where I ramble, type, ramble, type…you may like to skip right on through ;-)
So, I often get messages from people asking me how I ‘do it all’, how I keep up with everything *and spend copious amounts of time painting things white…and comments along the lines of where does my motivation come from.
And I’ve been musing these comments recently on my morning walks on the beach, headphones in, head down, legs pumping, brain ticking…or not.
You know, I sat down to write this post with an answer, but it didn’t happen, because I don’t know what the answer is.
It’s just, for me, that painting, nesting in this home, making the best of things and trying to take time to smell the roses is the way to keep me outta trouble.
And that is how this started - that night a few years ago now, in the study I surfed a few homey blogs… and there and then decided to quit whining (about the cottage on Sydney’s Beaches, hello!)and start doing with a place that mighn’t be totally what I wanted but had the potential for us to live a pretty good life right here and now.
What remains constant with me, it seems, is not the latest fad or fashion in homes but what links my projects, scheming, blogging and treasure hunting is purely and simply, at the bottom line, about me creating the best comfy, simple place that I can, out of what I have now.
I think, there is though, if you look at blogs and wonder about things such as motivation, an undeniably Superwoman-Who-Decorates feel to things that can make one feel somewhat inferior…and I think the only answer to that is, all images aside, to unwittingly acknowledge that we are all beating to the same drum, with messy kids rooms behind the scenes, overflowing laundry, bathrooms to clean and dinner to cook.
But even with all those life things floating around threatening to stop me from getting on with it, what keeps *me doing this is it makes me happy and fulfilled…most of the time…I love decorating, I am more than addicted to the thrill of the Vintage Thrifting Chase and I am moved by the soothing power of white paint.
And so as I sit here, towels on the floor, washing to hang, dinner to think about, kids to collect, I will not think about Superwomen, but rather I will share with you a little nugget that, in all probability, you may well have already seen from Sarah at Thrifty Decor Chick whose Investment Post inspired me to write this in the first place and I hope that if you want to get started on a project you’ve seen on a blog, in a magazine or heaven forbid on one of those TV makeover shows, these few words from the famous Thrifty Decor Gal, (which are right up my alley), may give you the oomph you perhaps need to get it started baby…
‘I am woman.
Hear me roar.
I am ROCKIN it.
I LOVE what I just did.
(I mean, c’mon, ‘I am rocking it’? This is so *my new phrase !)
Oh and if all else fails, you, most powerful Superwoman, leader of your domain, creator of comfortable Beach Cottages, must get yourself a dirty great vintage door, paint it with chalkboard paint, attack it with sandpaper and swiftly command your troops to set to work
I’m outta here
see, told ya I’d ramble and leave you at cherry pies ;-)