I want to live in a spa, D@#M*T!

Life is beautifully busy, but it is hard for me to keep up at home, and when things get really bad I have found myself with head in hand yelling out loud, “I want to live in a spa, D@#M*T!   When my house gets extremely untidy and chaotic, it can look like a cyclone hit it.  Stuff in piles waiting to be put away … Overdue projects sitting in the corner staring me down, creating guilt … Dishes piling up … The laundry of yesterday – back again today … There are currently dust bunnies dangling off the noses of some of my most treasured keepsakes!

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I once had a cat called OOffie.  This is what she looked like.  But she groomed herself way better than I have been grooming the ceramic version of her.

And ever so sadly for me, if some kind soul pops over for a visit, I’m not excited about it as I find myself in a state of humiliation apologizing over and over again for the mess.

Recently I had some time to think about the home I dream of for my family.  I found that journaling my visions for a life of living in a spa inspired me to get a few more things done around the house.  And so, I have decided to make it my new hobby.  Spadom is a term I have coined for myself.  I define Spadom as the condition of living in a spa. I want to live a Life of Spadom.

Now, I’m not exactly sure how I’m going to do all this, but I want to see how much progress I can make in a year if I blog about it for inspiration.  I don’t know how these blog tools work, and that will be an adventure in itself.  But, at least while I’m in the blogosphere I can talk to myself – And if you can’t talk to yourself, who can you talk to?  If I make a few friends along the way to root me on, that would be a groovy thing too.

Today is June 27, 2018.  Once I figure out how, I will post some pictures of what my house looks like today – a sort of baseline. Then I plan on posting my Journey to Spadom for a year.  On June 27, 2019, we will see the end result.

I believe we were all born to love one another, and I wish us all a life of Spadom.

Best wishes,

Marcia

P.S.    My profile picture is my intention picture for June 27, 2019.  I intend to feel 30 years younger, 30 pounds lighter, and relaxed from living a life of Spadom.

Ok, so here are some pics… I’d prefer it if you laughed with me and not at me, but that’s up to you.  I have a friend named Lisa who laughs with me.  She would say that these are the things I have on display today.

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This was my bedroom this morning. It looks better today than most days. You can see my husband, The Viking Man, got up before me and made his side of the bed. He is a good Viking Man. 🙂
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I confess to almighty God and anyone viewing this blog that this pile of stuff has been there for a couple of years awaiting some space in it’s own place.
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These are the things on display in our livingroom today.  My kids got back from camp almost a week ago.  At least there is a pathway.
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This is my kitchen.  Perhaps a good place to start here would be to close the cupboards and push the chairs in.
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This is a table of projects to be done.  Yes, it is June, and those are Christmas stockings.  Calgon, take me away!
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This is not a gym.  It is our extended livingroom.  Again, perhaps I could start by pushing the chairs in.
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Our patio was intended to be a place of beauty and peace.  I’m glad my cat likes it.
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This started as a pano pic of my yard.  Where did it all go?  I have so much to learn on my journey to Spadom.
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Once upon a time, I collected cows.  I gave away most of them.  Apparently, I now collect dust bunnies.

These are just a few trivial things I need to fix.  But the goal is to cleanse my mind, body, and my home.

 

 

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I Dub Thee “Spadom Cottage”

In my first post, I want to live in a spa, D@#M*T! , I ruminated on how I want to live a life of Spadom.  Well, I’ve been giving that some thought, and my past delvings into the “Law of Attraction” spadom cottaeare  now tapping me on the shoulder to remind me that I need to feel as though I am already living a life a Spadom, and I need to be grateful for it in the here and now.  So, in order to attract further Spadom like a magnet,  I am going to “fall into the sea where non-believers go beyond belief ” (as Billie Joe Armstrong would say) with my own personalized system.  Today I will claim it & name it.  Then, I will tame it & frame it.

Steps to Claiming It    

  1. Shout it out:  Toot Toot, Beep Beep, Hello!  My house is a spa where my family and are living in Spadom.
  2. Be grateful:  I am ever so grateful for all our house has to offer. It has great bones.  We love the  floor plan.  The resources and amenities are plentiful, and the ideas for upgrading our spa are endless.

Steps to Naming It

  1. Dub it:  Right here and now, I dub thee… Spadom Cottage.  (When we chose our home, the goal was to make it look like a wee cottage.  We’ve been working on it slooooooow and steady, and it is now time to pick up the pace.)
  2. Celebrate It:  I’ll be working up some sort of family celebration for this because I’m so excited to be living in Spadom Cottage!

 

Namaste!

Marcia

 

 

The Vulnerability Hangover: TMI

Well, …. Uuummm … The other day I shared a few baseline pics for my journey to Spadom.  The next morning I woke up with what Brene Brown brenewould call a huge vulnerability hangover.  Do you know the feeling?  Regret, after sharing too much information.  I mean seriously, the dust bunny pics …  Did I really have to show those?

Anyways, my very good friend, Brene Brown, is a Qualitative Researcher Storyteller who studies  shame and vulnerability.  (It’s really  a one sided relationship.  She has absolutely no clue how many times she has talked me down off the ledge.)  I discovered her work a few years back in her most excellent TED Talk, The Power of Vulnerability.   Brene has taught me that vulnerability is the birthplace of creativity, innovation, change and everything else we are hungry for: Love, connection, joy, belonging.  So, in order to get over that warm wash of shame that hit me upon awakening, I showed up, called hard on my courage, and cleansed my mind of fear by binging on Brene’s fabulous Youtube videos.

Perhaps this is a good time to look at my journey to Spadom in an organized fashion of personal steps:

  • Step 1: Show up  (Ok, I’m here.)
  • Step 2: Be honest and vulnerable (I will dare greatly to explore my dreams and weaknesses for my mind, my body, and lifestyle.)

Thanks again, Brene!  From here I can journey to Spadom.  It’s a groovy kind of thing.

 

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