category: musings



 

Finding the balance between a memory and a keepsake

Sometimes there is a difference between a keepsake and a memory. And the difference is defining which part you want to keep.

For example, as I have been cleaning and organizing our storage closet under the stairs, I found this self portrait I did while in Art College.

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Not that the piece is that good or that it looks like me (maybe a little) but this artwork is more of a memory.

The story behind this drawing is a bittersweet one for me. I created it for a class with a professor who did not like me. I never found out why. But it was obvious. I had classmates even inquire as to what I had done. He was new to the school and new to me and I never found out his reasons. But I will admit he taught me a lot, just not about drawing.

The assignment was to create a self portrait on neon paper. I remember being excited about the challenge. Picking out a neon green board as my backer, I worked and reworked that image in oil pastels until I was so proud of it. And handed it in.

The class began with a critiquing session (where you sit around and everyone discusses each piece – usually a combination of negative and positive reactions). This professor was FULL of praise that day for the students who handed in stick like figures for their ingenuity and wit. Of course, this WAS college so I am sure some of it was more “running out of time because I was out too late” than it was ingenuity. But the point was, he was full of praise. A negative remark here or there but the energy in the class was positive.

Until it was my critique time and he found at least 34 things wrong with my piece. Not a single thing right was spoken even when my classmates tried to interject some, he counteracted. I was so deflated. I remember holding it together enough to leave the room and try to compose myself.

During our class drawing session this professor approached me on his own to point out a couple positives. I guess this was his way of smoothing things out. I remember that clear moment where I looked him in the eye and realized that whatever he said or thought or felt, it didn’t matter. I KNEW I had done my best, I KNEW it was good work. His opinion was JUST that. An opinion.

I remember that instead of staying silent and venting to my roommates after, I told him to his face how I deserved more consideration as a student than an offhand comment later to try to smooth over the obviously slanted critique. And then I let it go.

What did this teach me? That sometimes in life, people aren’t going to like you. And honestly it isn’t about you. And no matter how much you twirl, jump or dance to make them see you differently, it just may not happen. And that is o.k.

I never cared much about his class after that. I did my assignments, worked as hard as before, but didn’t hold any weight to his comments OR his grade. He already taught me everything he was going to teach me. There was nothing of value left.

What does this have to do with keepsakes? Well, the original drawing is a 16 X 20. Something I don’t want to hold on to as a keepsake. But I do want to keep the story, to remind me of how strong I can be.

So today I scanned in this drawing and framed it for my office. I won’t keep the original. Because this is not a keepsake. It is a memory.

And I guess even a lesson.

framing the memory - ordinarymom.ca

 

Talking myself out of it.

master bedroom - new layout - ordinarymom.ca

This is something I have been doing lately. Talking myself out of things. Nothing big or major or whatever other adjective for huge you would like to use.

Just little things.

It started when I put this desktop image stating “Finish What you Start” (source: http://blog.imbreannarose.com/) on my computer.

Every day I see it.

Finish what you start.

I know myself well enough to know that when I get a glimmer of idea of something that may work. Or some finishing touch of some room that I am still organizing and finishing, I can have the tendency to want to do everything right then. Which will lead me back to Home Depot or Ikea or somewhere, purchasing things I may or may not need for those steps or elements I am not ever close to getting to.

Today, I am working on the master bedroom. We switched it up a couple of weeks ago and I love the new layout. With the new layout though, I have to adjust the art work and photos that were hung on a couple of walls. I have decided to move the photo canvases that previously lived above our bed (see picture below) to the guest room now, and put up a couple gallery walls.

master bedroom - before - ordinarymom.ca

Now as I plan this, I keep thinking that I should also grab one more set of drapes to put on the other side of the narrow windows. You see, I didn’t before because the old layout had the night stand right up against it. The new layout allows us more room.

But the thing is, I have yet to hang the pictures. Which I have already waiting to go. I have yet to redo the fan which, again, I have all the supplies for. But I find myself URGING to go to Ikea.

Finish what you start.

I am not going to Ikea. I am not buying those drapes. I am spending the weekend touching up walls, hanging pictures and making over a fan.

Because to be TRULY honest here. I have never had drapes on both sides of those windows and I don’t mind. I like it. And even if I do eventually buy drapes to finish them off, will the room change THAT much. No. No it won’t.

So I love having a visual reminder for me to work with what I have, to move forward in the ways I can, to be less inclined to go 4 steps ahead of myself. Take it one step at a time. And then stop, reassess and maybe even be o.k. with what you have.

Works for me!

 

quieting the noise

Wow! It has been a while since I have posted. Part of that was because we had March Break, the mister was off, his mom was visiting, and we filled our days. Part of it is also because I haven’t done too much to write about. Well, not around the house anyway.

I have been planning, thinking and rethinking on what I want. And I keep stopping myself from running completely off in one direction, quickly purchasing things for a vision I may have for the ‘perfect’ space. And I come back to this:

start where you are...
source: Marie Plocharz

And I have been pulling back. Thinking again what I want. KNOWING fully that different sheets, better sheets, heck even the ‘perfect’ sheets, will not make or break a room.

In this train of thought, I realized that I get inundated daily with offers from my favourite stores of housewares, clothing, kids items, crafting, that are SO tempting and so great (70% off jeans, yes sir!) that I can get caught up in the IDEA of the deal. But if I didn’t need it to begin with, it wasn’t a deal.

So in the spirit of spring cleaning, the last few days I have done this:

unsubscribe me @ ordinary mom

And it has felt great! I am no longer spending even one minute contemplating this deal or that deal. Or wishing I had this product, or that one.

My plan for the next few weeks (as I desperate pray for Spring to appear) is to streamline. To create a space that is easy to maintain. To deal with the stuff that has been shuffled aside to be dealt with later. This is later.

I have things to sell (anyone wants to buy a freezer?), things to donate, things to frame, things to hang, things to alter, hem or just plan change up.

But I see the light at the end of the tunnel. It may not be a ‘perfect’ room or a ‘perfect’ house. But it will be perfectly fine.

Which is perfect. ;)

 

life as I know it.



Source: www.sherbetblossom.com via janet on Pinterest

I have been contemplating a lot about my life and our home lately. How I spend my time. How I spend our money.

And I have learned things about myself that I think were always a little unfocused to me. Things I believed about myself that I now know to not be true. And things I have let go of, beliefs I have countered and truths I have embraced.

The biggest things I have begun to appreciate and hold dear are:

  1. I value my time more than things.
  2. I have no desire to compare or compete with others

For item #1, I recently made the decision to cut back on my work hours. I was trying to juggle subcontracting work with full on freelancing and it just wasn’t working for me. I was overworked, overtired and overwrought. So after a good discussion with my husband, we decided that I would stick to primarily subcontracting. It is less stressful work and I enjoy it more.

The minute I made that decision I felt lighter. I had more time. More time for the kids and more time to do things around the house. Less money but more time. And time is more valuable to me right now. This moment, this life, won’t last forever. I am very grateful for the opportunity to appreciate it.

Because I have more time now (yay!), I have been making a list of what I want to do around the house to finish up my projects, my organizing, my decorating, etc. And there is quite a list.

A few are actually going to be “redo”s. Things I did or chose based on what I had seen or read online. Things that looked pretty but maybe didn’t work for me. And I have made the decision to create a home that suits ME and my family regardless of whether is it picture perfect or pinterest worthy. I will always love to read and peruse home design and decor websites. I love it. But I don’t need or expect to have a home that is magazine worthy. And I don’t want that.

So I have changed my perspective. My views. And slowly begun to change our home.

The first thing I have begun to do is dig through the mementos, the awards, the souvenirs of a life well lived. And they are slowly being hung up next to the pretty. I want our house to tell a story. Our story. I want to celebrate our milestones, our achievements and our family.

So in my office, I started to hang my history:

my history @ ordinarymom.ca

And in his man cave (AKA the rec room) I have begun to hang his:

his history @ ordinarymom.ca

And even if these aren’t “pretty” pictures or fancy wall decor, they are ours. They are us. And I love them.

Next, I plan to start to change the things that I did or chose but don’t work for us. That don’t work in our house. First stop is this bathroom:

bathroom before @ ordinarymom.ca

I painted it with stripes to try to add some interest. I LOVE striped bathrooms. Still do. But in my bathroom? It just didn’t work. We actually have a lot of shades of tans/creams and wood in that room and adding more to the mix made the room feel WAY too busy.

So I have plans to simplify the look, make it more functional and organized for us.

And that is the key.

“For us.”

Because really, who else is your home for?

 

new year – new plans

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I love my new mug my Mom gave me for Christmas. So perfect! :)


Happy New Year!

I haven’t been around for almost a month. Which is crazy but understandable too. It was a busy holiday season. It was not an intentional break but in hindsight a necessary one.

And New Years is one of my favourite times of year. It is up there with early mornings, beginning of school and spring. Because it is new. Unblemished. Full of hope. New choices.

So I have been reflecting on the life I want to lead. And how I want my house to be the supporting actress to my leading lady. So I had to break down my ideas of the perfect day(s) and what things I would want to do in that time. How I want to spend my time outside of work/family/kids. I came up with these top five:

  1. read/watch/relax – I want nice comfy spaces to relax and read blogs/books and watch movies.
  2. move/workout/swim – I want to keep myself motivated to work out with a tidy gym area and easily accessible gear for going to the pool.
  3. cook/bake/experiment I want to spend more time in the kitchen creating family meals and new recipes to add into our daily meals. I want an organized and well kept kitchen that I am happy to be in.
  4. create/paint/blog – I want to simplify my craft supplies down to those I will actually use and enjoy that process and remove all “I SHOULD MAKE”s from the pile.
  5. clean/organize – I want to create a home that is easy to clean and keep tidy so that my mind and mood stay clean and tidy too. A big part of this is removing the clutter and creating some systems in our trouble zones.

Some of these items are already working. Our new gym area is staying very tidy and I have been using it on a daily basis. But the front and back halls definitely need more work to create ease in our routines.

So these are my home goals for 2013. What are yours?

 

monday musing: be kind

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Source: flickr.com via janet on Pinterest

I rarely use this blog as a platform. Actually, I don’t think I ever have. Sometimes I will reflect on my personal and internal struggles to be good enough, successful or fulfilled, but this is more than that.

I have been constantly reflecting on the recent news of the nurse in the UK whom, it appears, has killed herself after being at the receiving end of a prank call by a radio station in Australia. And how, beyond the details of this particular headline, global bullying has become.

Now, I love the internet. I love the connection I have with people all over the world and how easy it has become for me to reach out and do something good for someone I have never met. We recently began sponsoring a child in South Africa and, previously this year, I purchased a stove for a family in Haiti. Small gestures for me that, hopefully, have an positive impact for someone else. And whether or not these gestures remain anonymous on my part, I feel good about it.

But this anonymity is dangerous. It is easy to do or say things you regret when you don’t have the face the other person. When you, in all honesty, don’t even consider them a person. They become a character in your story, but not real. Would these DJs have made that call if they had KNOWN the nurse on the other end and possibly how gentle and sensitive she was? Perhaps, but I would like to think no. We do things differently when we face people. We talk differently, we act differently.

As parents, we are dealing with an era where we hear repetitive headlines of tragedies with children harming themselves and others in viscous bullying behaviours. It is the trending theme of this year. Let’s stop bullying. And I agree but worry the focus is on the kids and how we TEACH them to consider THEIR actions.

Let’s start considering ours.

Let’s lead by example.

Let’s stop watching reality television that shows ‘friends’ fighting and screaming at each other in the name of entertainment. Or the ones that only exist to give us a GOOD example of a BAD family we can judge and put down because THEIR choices are nothing we would choose for ourselves. Every time you want to point out that star’s bad outfit choice, or laugh because that “train wreck” actress has landed herself in hot water, THINK! You may not know these people. They may never hear your words. But your kids might.

We have become so complacent in our society to judge others and allow ourselves to be judged. And to believe it. It saddens me when I hear kids on tv saying their life is OVER if they don’t get picked for The Voice/Idol/X Factor.

What are we teaching?

Anyway, I don’t have the answers. But I am asking myself to try a little harder to be a little softer. I caught myself the other day being upset about an online order I purchased that didn’t arrive. And my reaction was to type a negative email to the company. Which, in fact, I did. And it was answered. By a PERSON. Which gave me pause and made me take a step back, apologize and be very thankful when they solved my issue. I could have had the same result with a gentler email.

But I didn’t think about the person receiving that email. The one who had to read it. My email wasn’t nasty, it wasn’t full of swear words, it wasn’t even THAT bad. But it was rude. And it could have been better.

I could have been better.

This is my New Year’s Resolution. To stop. To think. And to reach out with kindness.