I share my tiny 600-square-foot home with four rescue pets and one boy (why are they so messy?!).
Each year I set aside a few days to do an overhaul during the holidays. Since I went home to Oklahoma in December, I didn’t have the usual time and space. So early in the year I designated today as decluttering day at the pink palace.
Tim’s away and won’t be home until midnight, so I can pile everything on my bed without too much disturbance. Take a peek, I documented before videos on Instagram stories and Facebook. Hopefully the after videos will show bags of items ready for a new home and a more organized space.
God bless the Marie Kondo craze and reminder to only hold on to those things that spark joy. Bisous. x
Tuesday was our 15-year anniversary. In 2004 we met online and after witty banter (his, not mine) back and forth, we realized we lived across the street from each other. A week later, we met in person on Thursday, January 22 at 10pm after I finished at the studio.
We arrived at the same time and made our way to the bar of a hip spot around the corner, Local 16. I sipped champagne, he sipped beer. At the end of the date, he said, “I’ll call you.” My response, “When?!” And the rest, as they say, is history.
Here’s a few previous posts about our journey: 2009, 2013, 2014.
We’re going to record a podcast discussing our journey that’s included deep loss (we’re still mourning Louis), working together for over a decade, co-parenting of numerous creatures (furry and finned . . . he accidentally killed my beloved goldfish, Fishey, and you see I’ve let it go), being childless by choice, not getting hitched, lessons we’ve learned along the way, and more.
What did we do for our 15-year anniversary? He co-hosted an event at REI and I worked with clients, then discussed pet loss and grief on a two-hour veterinary social work supervision call. Then we got us a big slice of pizza and we were asleep by 10.