Remember when I said on Friday that last week was just awful? Well unfortunately, that horrible week continued right on through the weekend. No need for details here. There’s nothing unique about my life, and we all have those days where nothing seems to go right. I just happened to have seven of those days in a row last week. I’m sure lots of you have had weeks like that, so I’ll bet you can relate.
By the time I got to yesterday evening, I just felt like crawling into a hole and disappearing. And crying. And yelling at God for giving me way more than I can handle. (Don’t worry…He’s big enough to handle my tantrums.) I needed a break from life for a while, so I got in my car and headed to my mom’s house. And then I spent the next 3.5 hours laughing with my mom, step-dad, and brother.
That’s probably the thing I love most about my family. We laugh. A lot. Especially when my brother is around.
And I’m not just talking about polite, obligatory laughter at another person’s silly jokes. I’m talking about full on guffawing from the depth of your gut. I’m talking about hysterical laughter. Riotous laughter.
The kind of laughter that makes your abs sore, and leaves you gasping for breath.
The kind of laughter that makes streams of tears roll down your face.
Yes, that kind of laughter. The healing kind. The awesome kind.
By the time I left, I felt lighter. Rejuvenated. Invigorated.
I felt a clarity of mind about many things…my kitchen included.
Why have I been making things so difficult on myself? Why do I feel this pressure to be oh-so-unique, and to come up with some amazingly creative and super time-consuming idea, when what I’ve probably wanted all along is readily available and very inexpensive?
Why am I all of a sudden afraid that people will say, “Oh Em Geeeeee…look at Kristi, following those stupid blogger trends. Why can’t bloggers be original anymore?!” I’ve never really put much emphasis on what others think about me, so why am I paralyzed by that now?
Why have I been denying myself the option of using the very thing that is completely appropriate for my house, and will coordinate nicely with my plan for my breakfast room walls, simply because it’s common?
Well, it’s enough. I’m exhausted from the pressure I place on myself. Sometimes things just need to be easy. And some things just aren’t worth the stress.
It is, after all, just a kitchen. And just a backsplash. There’s nothing groundbreaking about either of those things. And no matter how amazingly unique I try to be, nothing I come up with will be amazingly unique. Everything’s been done before. My “amazingly unique” idea would simply be a variation on someone else’s idea that I’ve seen online or in a magazine.
So it’s back to basics for me. Back to easy. Back to light and bright. Back to casual yet pretty. Back to common and inexpensive.
And you know what? That basic, easy, light, bright, casual, pretty, common, and inexpensive thing will look amazing in my kitchen. And even if no one else thinks so, I think so.
So here’s to a better, lighter, easier, happier, no-pressure week filled with laughter. Lots of laughter. It really is the perfect medicine for whatever ails you, and can clear away those cobwebs in your mind like nothing else can.