It all started with a phone call…

Well, truthfully, the only thing that started with a phone call was a good swift kick in the pants.

Just to be clear!

I’ve been comfortable. I have let myself go…both mentally, physically, emotionally, and just about every other way you can let yourself fall apart.

I’ve gotten use to “good enough” and I have for the most part been ok with it.

However…that phone call–that rejection. That you just don’t quiet make the cut…that you are missing something…that we don’t want you… was enough to push me to the edge and force me into deciding it was time to make a change.

I’m ready to do something new. Do something fresh.  Feel alive everyday instead of just passing the time.

So…back to the blog I go. Back to crafting, decorating, minimizing, getting healthy, and chasing the dream I’ve only DREAMED of having.

I’ve contemplated this so many times. I’ve started so many times only to quit when I didn’t FEEL it anymore.

Chasing a dream is more than feeling it every day. It is the blood (hopefully not much), the sweat, the tears, and the commitment to making something work no matter what.

It is saying I WILL DO IT while others are saying you can’t. It is about pushing to the edge of the cliff and then trusting that you can push beyond it and just start to fly.

It is the willingness to just do it. Reminding yourself daily if it was easy, everyone would be doing it.

So…here we go. Back on the treadmill of life (and hopefully that one at the gym too)!  I can’t wait to get started.  I can’t wait to share all the ideas, emotions, and dreams that are just bursting inside of me.

Let’s get it on…