Holy moly, that was a busy/weird week. I had one of those weeks where I just felt a little off. Coupled with one of the busiest work and social weeks I've had in a while. Always grateful for work, but when you kinda don't feel like yourself, there's a ton of extra effort put into just doing the norm. Blogging, creating client mock up's, being behind the computer, that's not difficult, but oh man, sometimes those one-on-one client meetings where you want to get up and scream " YOU asked for MY help, so quit telling me what to do!", sometimes I just want to get up and walk out. Thankfully, that little person in my head that I acquired somewhere on the road to adulthood, stops me. It wasn't all 'dungeons and dragons'; fortunately, I worked with some awesome people this week, too. In fact, I scored a huge win. A client I'm working with to sell her home, asked me to help style her new house! There's a certain satisfaction knowing I'm helping people move as quickly as possible, and I enjoy staging, but I much prefer putting time and thought into a home where I know my clients will be living for awhile, instead of leaving. As for the rest of the week, a friend of ours had a baby about 10 days ago. Sweetest, cutest newborn, looks just like her mama. My husband and I are head over heels for her (if my mother-in-law reads this, she will be hoping the next sentence says we're "trying". . . love you Mom B! We're not.) We've been hanging with her all week because her mom spent some time in the ER tending to an infection. So looking at this bundle of sweetness (sweet when she's not crying her lungs out, which surprisingly doesn't bother me too much), it automatically makes me think "should we do this??" We had a billion late night talks about it. Do we want kids? How many? And of course the biggest elephant in the room, when? I look at my friends with kids, and no matter how busy I am with my job, friends and family, I feel like I'm not doing enough because I don't have a kid hanging from my hip while I'm trying to talk on the phone or while I'm making dinner. Having a kid seems to make every single thing you do look like a job. Am I ready for that? Then I see moms and their kids riding bikes, enjoying a picnic or just laughing at something silly, and I
think I know I really want that. We settled on it being about timing. Not waiting for the right time, but feeling like it's the right time. SO! when we feel like it, we'll do it. And my husband gave me strict instructions to stop comparing myself to other people (I've never been one to do that until this kid debacle!). Oh my god, if you made it this far into this post, I applaud you and apologize for the gibber gabber. Here's to a couple cocktails and some pool time making this past week seem like the distant past!
ps. for the record, I do know that I made a mountain out of a mole hill.
pps. this post could have been a lot longer, you are welcome for the short version.