And now for my first project...

As my first accomplishment in 2014, I completed a small home improvement project.  No applause necessary.  Really.  I painted my coffee table to match the rest of my room and the furniture.  That's right.  I've lived here two years and I finally got off my butt and took care of that little project.  

After spending four days in Arizona painting, cleaning and improving a house I'll never live in again, I decided to do something about the home in which I currently reside.  

And it was tough!  I first had to walk across the street to buy a can of paint (because I forgot I'd purchased the paint for this project two years ago).  It took a good ten minutes to complete the process.  And then there was the waiting for the paint to dry.  Insufferable.  But I made the best of it and used the time to get a pedicure.  

Now both my coffee table and toes are painted (different colors) and thus begins a new era in taking small steps toward improvement.  

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And now to overanalyze...

I really can't help myself.  How can I not spend some time reflecting on what would keep me from doing such a simple task?  I saw this coffee table every day.  Every day I noticed how it didn't really match.  And, every day I chose to do nothing about it.  Eventually I stopped thinking about it.  I became numb to the discomfort of my avoidance.  But the longer I avoided, the larger the task seemed.  

And then I picked up a paint brush again and I remembered how easy it is and how much I love transforming something with a fresh coat of color.   How the color of a room or an object can impact our emotions and the 'feel' of a space.  And I remembered the joy of making something beautiful.    

Some thoughts to ponder...

As I begin this new year I think some more reflection is in order.  Are there areas in my life where I've grown numb to the nagging pain of avoidance?  Have I grown too comfortable with ugliness in my midst?  Is there more beauty to be experienced with a simple step of obedience?  Where could I be experiencing the joy of creativity and fresh color in my life?  

I'll have to sit with those for a bit, but first for something more practical. Time to dust the mounds of dust from my fan blades.  

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