Maybe she was born with it? Maybe it's coffee beans. ☕

Two shots of espresso, twice a day.
MIGHT have something to do with how I manage to get anything done.

It’s part of my morning routine.
A small but mighty gesture that says:
“You deserve something sweet and just for you every morning.”

I look forward to it.

It probably doesn’t shock anyone that I love a clean, pretty, organized space.

What might surprise you is that…
I don’t always love the work it takes to make that happen.

Laundry, vacuuming dishes?

I hate, loATH, DETEST those jobs.
They catapult me straight into the Dreaded Room of Procrastination.

I get overwhelmed like everyone else. I cry and throw fits 😉.
And I lean on my wonderful husband on those days.

Dusting, shining, organizing making my bed, and decorating?
Aye PAPI😍.
I do like these things very much.

Ten years I’ve been doing this
Wife-ing.
Mothering.
Housekeeping.

It's taken me 10 years to still fail all the time at it lol

Im also really good at it. Ill admit that, embrace it and be proud of it.
I deserve to be.

So how do I keep going?

I keep myself motivated by little things.

Doth I say it?

Micro joys

Beautiful, pretty things dusted with glitter tucked in between the mundane. (Which I sorta also love)

Coffee, my face routine in the morning and at night, cooking and plating the food “just so” because I like pretty things.

Then I take a picture of it all with my rose colored lenses. To remember it lived and was real.

These are things I incorporate into my day to make life beautiful.

I work from home. I’m mostly alone.
So I build a vibrant, colorful world inside this work.

You have to have things to look forward to or you will focus too heavily on the dreaded vacuum and be consumed by it.

So I dilly🌻
I dally🌷
I nap💤

I give myself permission to be human.

And then I do the damn thing.

🧹👩🏼‍🍳🧺

-Maria Von Lint Trap