There are several blogs
that I enjoy reading regularly.
They are all decorating
and lifestyle blogs because that's what I like.
I have come to the
realization that the women who write my favorite blogs are simply
put...
better than me.
They are better at everything – writing,
photography, decorating, fashion, cooking and probably parenting (but
just wait until THEIR kids are teenagers!)
I invite you to peruse the
photos below for a glimpse at a few of my favorite bloggers:
As much as I enjoy reading
every last word of their blogs and often find great inspiration from them, the more I read them, the
more difficult it becomes to write my own.
I start to feel that anything I have to say has already been said before, and said better.
They also know more about great
design and décor than I could ever hope to absorb.
So while they might post a
room and say something all poignant and great like,
“I love how the juxtaposition of the such and such
relates to the clean modern lines of the so and so which brings out
the lushness of the whatnot”
I will post the same room and say
something all doofus-y like,
“Ooooooh, pretty.”
And where is all of their
'ugly stuff'?
You know – the papers and lists and piles of laundry
and the shoes and toys the kids leave lying around and the drink
glasses and duct tape?
Even their
haphazard piles of junk look beautiful while mine look like this:
A friend of mine mentioned
to me a few months ago (through a conversation about something
completely unrelated to how much I suck at everything) that she had a
quote on her fridge that reads
“Comparison kills
contentment”
I have thought about that
quote almost daily since hearing it.
Some people will say that
comparison is what keeps you motivated to strive for something
greater.
That may be true. But it DOES kill contentment.
When I get into comparison
mode I end up hating everything about my house, my clothes, my work
and often myself.
It is extremely UN-motivating for me and makes me
want to give up and crawl under a rock.
When I stop the
comparisons and look closely at my accomplishments (however small
they may seem) I feel much more at ease and content.
That doesn't mean that I
don't want to keep striving for improvement, it just means that I am
free to enjoy the efforts I have already made.
I am constantly telling my
kids,
'You don't have to be
better than anyone else. Just be the best YOU that you can be.'
I think it may be time to
listen to my own advice.
À la vie et à
l'amour
-Cortney
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