I’d show you a photo of what the inside of my house looks like right now, but it’s a little embarrassing. Like a whole lot embarrassing. The photo above is about as good as it’s going to get. There are boxes everywhere and lucite trays coming out of our ears. And laundry. And dishes. It’s all part of running a home-based business; it’s the not-so-glamorous side of things. A window guy came by the other day to replace a pane of glass in the front living room. I was mortified to let him in the door. And to add insult to injury, he needed me to move the skirted table away from the window. Do you know how much JUNK I keep under that skirted table?! Then, after we get every last thing out and the living room is completely turned upside down, he returns to tell me that he doesn’t have the necessary equipment needed; he’ll come back in a few days. This is where I began banging my head on said skirted table. And I might have muttered something under my breath when he left me standing in my turned-upside-down living room. Fast forward to yesterday when the glass guys show up again. And THIS TIME I was ready for ’em. But guess what? yup – they forgot something else. They’ll come back in a few days. OMG.
I find I’m struggling with some serious mother guilt this month. All these Elf on the Shelf posts on Facebook are starting to depress me a bit – our elf has barely hopped from one place to another, much less done anything mischievous like so many of the other elves (side note: can we all stop it with the elf doing mischievous things? I mean, WHY ON EARTH would I want to make a mess that I have to clean up all in the name of the elf appearing real? ). The only Christmas decorating I have undertaken is getting the trees up. And Christmas shopping?! Well… thankfully Simon has come to the rescue.
This month I’m reminded how I’m thankful that my husband is supportive of my dream. He is my helper and has talked me off more than one ledge over the past few weeks. He has kept me going when I didn’t think that I could make it. And he’s had more grace than I certainly would for the lack of homecooked meals or clean laundry (would someone remind me to go pick up the dry cleaning today?!).
At the end of the day, I’m thankful for each and every person who has purchased Pencil Shavings Studio products. I’m amazed and in awe of you – those of you who hunted me down at the Myriad Pop-Ups (Stephanie Elliot – your parents are awesome!) or have placed orders online. SO from the bottom of my heart, I thank you — thank you for loving my dream over here.
Because that’s really what all this is — my dream come true, even with all the laundry and dirty dishes. I never would have imagined 5 years ago when I started blogging and resurrecting my career after having a baby that I would be here today, doing what I love.
Now. Would someone please come over and move our Elf on the Shelf for me? And I’m curious — how do you battle mother guilt?