Change.

As summer slowly winds down, I've been reflecting a bit. I've come to the conclusion that I am not a fan of change. That shouldn't come to a surprise to anyone who knows me. I'm a control freak and when certain things get out of hand, I generally wig out.

And so, last week during one of my freak out sessions, I scrapped what I was feeling--right then and there. I've never done that before--printed pictures and scrapped them immediately. Ever. Ten years of scrapping, and I threw caution to the wind...
Last October, my dear friend Jen suddenly lost her husband in an accident. The impact of his life and his loss have been felt so deeply by so many--I am simply one of many who loved him. This whole summer has been hard for Jen and her children...but also healthy and incredibly therapeutic. One of the wonderful things Jen did was hire a professional organizer to help her with the moving on process. At first I didn't understand it--that is what we were here for--to help our friend in her time of need. I can pack boxes and move furniture for Pete's sake.

The organizer's name is Andrea. I've been hearing about her all summer. Can't talk now--she's with Andrea. What did she buy at the store with Andrea? What system does Andrea prefer? Blah blah blah. I'm so sick of hearing about Andrea.

Last week when I was over at Jen's house, I took these pictures of her home, still in the transformation process. It is not yet complete...but it is beautiful. Every corner of the house will be covered by the time they finish. I still look around, expecting him to walk in at any minute. Jen was right--there is no way I could have helped her with this. One of the things I have loved about Jen from the beginning is that she is incredibly honest. She knew what had to be done.

Turns out I'm territorial and over-protective in addition to being a control freak who hates change and is stuck. Okay, so I have issues. :)

Here is what the journaling reads: "I hate Andrea. I do. I really do. Jen's new organizational guru has had more face time with her than me this summer. And together, they're productive. Her closets, the kitchen, the basement...you name it--nothing is safe. And to beat it all, she's moving on. What's not to hate? Not a fan of change at ALL."

I challenge you to scrap something going on with you TODAY. It doesn't have to be fancy or deep--just honest. It's incredibly liberating to put yourself out there and not put it off.

I think my next layout I post will be me making an appointment for a therapist. Either that or a layout of me scouring Jen's brand new kitchen for Andrea's number.

:) Have a great day, friends.