Good morning alarm. Good morning light. Good morning pillow. Good morning bright. Good morning yawn. Good morning sweet. Good morning room. Good morning feet.
This is what I realized I wake to every day... And yes indeedy I do consider myself blessed...
I think I may have already shared the story of that framed photo, but I'll share again in case one of my 12 friends that follow the blog are out of the loop... That is a photo Cap'n Jack took of The Homemaker teaching our Girl the fine art of chasing seagulls. It was a glorious New Years Eve Day in 2003. God blessed me with that moment and Cap'n Jack blessed me with the memory.
A day before I took this pic, the decor was a bit different. I had a suitcase propping up the pic rather than the breakfast in bed table. Which got me to thinking. So I went through the house yesterday and realized something...
Hi, I'm The Homemaker and I have a suitcase fetish.
I had also broken a major decor rule that I have tried years to abide by and it just flat snuck up on me... I had suitcases strewn throughout the entire Homestead! WHAT ON EARTH was I thinking? I was thinking THESE ARE STINKIN' CUTE! That's what I was thinking! But alas, once one discovers one's own weakness, it is one's own responsibility to fix it. Suitcases Schmootfaces! I WANT A TOWER!
Yes, that is the crown molding you see at the top of the photo. Yes, that does mean I have a tower.
A TOWER O' SUITCASES!
Ahhh, my day is complete. ;)
And The Homemaker says... PEACE OUT!

