Well, I wish I could say I experience this sort of enthusiasm when it comes to doing laundry (and, probably dear hubby does, too)!

Or, felt this sweet and darling as I wash each little item...

And look...doesn't she look almost blissful?

Do you think she knew this would be the laundry room of the future?

Perhaps she is so content, it wouldn't really matter...
con·tent2 /kənˈtɛnt/ Show Spelled[kuhn-tent]
–adjective
1.satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else.
I am content (and grateful) to have a laundry room, with a working washer and dryer and practical cabinetry. Yes, I did use the word practical...don't laugh...I REALLY mean it! (For those of you who do not know me REAL well, "practical" has not always been one of my strongest gifts ;p).
My laundry room has zero personality. And, honestly, it's not very inspiring to spend too much time in there. It's not bad...it's just blah...
I decided a few days ago to take the blank canvas and do something.
No, didn't really think it through...just unloaded everything. Cleaned down to the baseboards...

Then began to really think how this small space could be used to it's maximum potential for us.
I started with the baker's pantry....
BEFORE

AFTER

Whew, that felt good!
Next thought was to look for a little bling...something to brighten it up a little.
So, pulled out the paint...added a stripe (glossy to reflect the light)...

No, nothing too crazy...space is too small...but yes, a little bling was working.

We should start with this vintage hand hooked rug, don't you think?

Slow down sugar...back off the bling and get back to function (this metal shelving unit from Target was marked down to $12)...



Must keep my polka dot apron at-hand, (Aunt Ruthie @ SPFH would be proud)...

Glory...what is that in the background?




I added one of the personalized pieces I do...
For me, this space now just feels like a bright ray of sunshine.

Yes, I am grateful (and content) to have such a sweet place to work.
I hope you will let me visit your home soon...got any new projects?
This is one of those posts that will make my dear hubby very nervous...(again) ;p!
Never blessed as a "birth" mom, I always yearned for children.
I've been blessed that many have "shared" their children: my husband, my sister, my brother, my friends and my community.
I am the person in the stands (at any event...even when you are supposed to be quiet) that cheers for EVERY kiddo. It fills that "not a mommy" void in my heart, when I can "be loud" for the kiddo that has no one cheering for them. No, not because they are the best one out on the field, on the stage, or on the court...because every child deserves to have a "loud" hero. A "love out loud" champion in their world...and sometimes, the silence for some is deafening.
Years ago I began to spend time on a website that helped me, yet again, fill that "not a mommy" hole in my heart. That part of my heart that was reserved just to be a mommy - and on this website, I found kiddos that needed a mommy. They really need a family...
A visit here... could change your life (and theirs).
You see photos of the kids and learn so much about each of them, individually and as a family.
I visit the site, I look at each child and their needs, and I pray for them by name. And I can't tell you the joy it brings me when I visit the next day, week or month, and notice that child, or that family of children have found their "forever" families. I love the feeling of knowing those children will be loved, and I love the feeling of knowing a mommy and daddy will have those "holes" in their hearts filled.
And who could resist....

OR...

Yes, these are children that are waiting...right now. There are hundreds, and many individual children are waiting...all alone...no brothers, no sisters...no one.
There are so many children, even in your own community, that need a home, a hero, or a champion. Have you seen the movie "The Blind Side"? 'Nuff said...
If adoption (or fostering) is not for you...would you just spend a few minutes of your day to spread hope for these kiddos? Whether you choose to pray, to post or to tell someone who is ready to consider adoption...it will all be time well spent.
You might be surprised...you never know... ;p