Thursday, March 8, 2012

7/9 Redux and some Winners




We had recently put our house on the market back when these pictures were taken by our famous photographer. We were still in that anxious/exciting phase where you know that there's something on the horizon, but you can't quite see it. We were barefly tasting the exhilaration of flinging ourselves into an unknown future. It was all brand new. I like new things.


Now, 18 months later, we're living in our carpeted paradise, we have no idea where we're going from here or when and I wear four-day jeans and a red henley on a date to Carrabas.

I miss that day, that one up there at the top. It had its charms and it just felt a little easier, a lot less queasier. And yet, we know that this is right. This.

Here's the honest to goodness truth:  When I say that I like having you on this journey with me, what I mean is, "I need you on this journey with me like the salsa needs its chip." It's difficult to explain the ways we have felt isolated through the past months. So when we find people who think a little or a lot like we do, we have to resist the urge to dig our fingernails into them, haul them into the BDR and lock them in the closet. We want to keep them. They make us feel less redonkulous. More normal. Less alone.


You are those people to me. We "get" each other. And sometimes? We don't. But we give the benefit of the doubt. We keep learning together. We celebrate our differences.

We're homies. We just are.

I can't even tell you how your comments crack my business straight up and encourage me. I'm forever leaving your comments in my inbox because I have big pie-in-my-mouth dreams that I'll conjure the time out of thin air to personally respond to all of you. Then I realize that I have 200 emails in my box and I remember what my life is like right now and I know it's not going to happen, so here, right now, feel my love. Do you feel it? Try harder. Now? Do you feel it now??


One of my favorite comments on the giveaway post was this one: "I struggle with excess. I blame it on His extravagant love for me. And then I look around at all this clutter and know...this can't be Him...it's really just me." - Abby

Abby Girl, when did you climb into my noggin?

As for me, I'm still loving, neigh, adoring my pared down wardrobe. I mean it, people. When Jen Hatmaker said in her book that she enjoyed wearing the same thing every day I didn't believe her. I got the vapors just thinking about it, which is precisely when I knew that I had to try it.


I thought I'd be all miserable and cheaty but I'm not, which makes me wonder if I have been taken captive by the machine that hooks us in the gills with BOGO and sinks us with snarky commentary on the foolish celeb who dared to wear the same thing twice. We have been hard-wired to believe that we need different stuff, newer stuff. I can't tell you how many times I've justified a new purchase not because the old item is worn out or no longer fits, but simply because it's old, and by "old", I may mean 3 or 4 years.

This wardrobe fast has allowed me to shove the judgments of others off the table, and I'm starting to see that those (silent) voices play a large part in my compulsion to keep mixing it up, adding to the pot. It doesn't feel acceptable to publicly wear the same thing every day. People will talk. They'll think I've lost my mojo. They might think I'm depressed. Or worse, unimaginative.

Please understand that I will go back to wild layering and I'll probably even live to shop again. I'm not saying for a minute that picking out a fun outfit is bad. I'm simply saying that there's something to be learned through a forced departure from the norm. Just try it, ya'lls.

Several of you have mentioned (and I had the same thought on my own) that it would be hard to do 7 or 9 items of clothing for a month when you work outside the home. I get it. Totally, absolutely.

The good news is, this was never meant to be a formula. Jen did 7. I'm doing 9 (plus coat, shoes, and my striped pj pants.) There are no hard and fast rules. This is a framework. A starting point. Get creative. Pray about it. Find your own way to intentionally sacrifice or simplify in the area of your wardrobe. Your way doesn't have to look like mine or hers or his.

Now. We have winners. A dearly beloved reader personally bought and shipped to me 2 additional copies of 7 for the giveaway. We've got threebies, Party People!!!

1. Kim - White Whispers 2U
2. Victoria - As Time Goes By
3. Melissa in PA

Email me your addresses, ladies, and I'll get your books out to you.