Last night, I walked into my home at 11:15pm after a whirlwind 48 hour business trip. Everyone was asleep. I was exhausted from a flurry of awesome adventures - personal & professional.
The house is already minimal with furniture, clean, & smells of hyacinth I bought for Easter. All my daughter's toys were put away, my husband's electronics were simply slid back into their place, & not a dish was in the sink.
Ahhh... 'this is my blank slate' I thought. The place I come to recharge. I return to my self & my family - my priorities. It's the foundation for the life I choose to lead - ready for anything.
I'm not tied down by maintaining unnecessary belongings or cleaning knick knacks. I simply maintain what we truly need & possessions we value. I'm not visually or mentally distracted with belongings that really do not matter.
At first glance, some may think our home a bit sterile or lifeless. I see a completely different picture. On this blank canvas, we can paint any scene we choose. My daughter can put on an impromptu dance show. We can have a full blown soccer game. I can whip out my laptop with piles of paperwork for business. We can host 10 people in our modest townhome for a party. I'm also untethered to maintenance so I can plan my next adventure.
Our home is a template to live in. It does not define us. We define it.