There's just something about the little things in life. Little things like my coffee table. And my foot creme. Those two little things go together. Allow me to back up?
Two birthdays ago a good friend gave me some foot creme made by Burt's Bees, one of my favorite companies. Burt's creme has the wonderful smell of the beach (coconut oil) with a hint of peppermint. After eleven barefoot years in Florida, my feet and heels were atrocious. But my friend, Jen, has the softest feet imaginable. She knew how jealous I was. It took me more than six months to use up that bottle of creme (I'm insanely frugal), but my feet were soft and beautiful at the end. I was determined to keep soft feet, so this last birthday I was at Ross and found an English rosemary foot lotion that is just heaven to my feet.
I'm sure this post is just TMI for many of you, and you have my permission to skip to a different blog or site, or just check your email. It's okay. I probably would.
So now I have this new lotion and no place to put it (I KNOW I'm supposed to put it on my feet). I love, in the morning, while sitting on the couch as the kids get ready for school, to lotion my feet and put my socks on. It just feels decadent. But the tube doesn't look so luxurious sitting on the coffee table.
Before you say anything about me leaving things out, I know that I'm a bit of a clutter bug. A LOT of a clutter bug. Things are out all the time. I blame it on the ADD. Out of sight, out of mind. If I can't see something, it doesn't exist. Conversely, if something is laying out - it can be on the floor, table, dresser, couch, wherever - that's where it belongs. Chris is always saying, "Why did you just step over that? (the pot of spaghetti in the middle of the living room floor, for instance) Me: "What, that? It belongs there. It's been there forever, hasn't it?" I'm very bad. But I really am trying .. very .. hard .. to stop.
You can see my cluttered coffee table above. Isn't it pretty? I'm sure it would be if you could actually see it. The point is, my foot lotion IS NOT OUT. It's in the little drawer at the bottom. Yay me. And the coffee table itself is one of those little things which makes me happy. When I started grad school we determined that I needed one of those fancy new lift top coffee tables (I didn't pay anything near that much for it), since I prefer the corner of the couch for school work, and the old coffee table was too low, and my new laptop is SO HEAVY that it kills my knees. So we bought one. And I LOVE IT. And I swore that I would keep it neat and uncluttered so long as I live, so help me God. Well look at it. Now I swear when I look at it. But I still love it.
And so we come to the end of my insane ramble. Just like that. I can't remember the point. Oh yeah! The little things in life. Like coffee tables and foot lotion.
Until I write again ...