It's been so lovely to be home the past few days after two long weeks of finals.
While on break I have the extreme fortune of shadowing my mentor Jackie Starr on a few of her projects (more on that to come)....
But since I've been home, I've noticed that my Mother needs some serious reworking on her house...
My Mom and Dad live in the Central Coast of California which is now known (with much eye-rolling) throughout the world as the happiest place in America.
Though it is flattering to have our own Shangri-La, we don't want anyone else finding out about it...
While we live just south of San Luis Obispo in a tiny village called Shell Beach, all the locals consider ourselves SLO people.
View from my house... no big deal ;)
Unfortunately, THAT is just how my Mother's decorating in our home has been going since we first remodeled it 13 years ago..... SLOW.
There are still walls with only primer on it, cheap bathtubs were installed and the faux yellow gold handles on EVERYTHING make it quite.... how shall I say.... lame.
Now don't get me wrong I love my Mom to death..... however.... her lack of time put into the wellbeing of her house is sometimes embarrassing.
I have told her many times she needs a facelift on the place and could never quite make her see what I (and everyone else) was seeing...
Then I found the perfect adjective...
...Our home looks like a well furnished frat house...
Just the words seemed to make the song "Amazing Grace" come to life! She once was lost but now she's found, was blind but now she sees..."
My point is not to dog on my Mother, she does amazing things for so many people and gives every breath of herself to doing good. But in the process of helping others, the one who has suffered the most is her house.
Now I will do something about it....
TO BE CONTINUED...