If there is one thing I know for sure- its that houses (and people) simply do NOT have a best before date.

My passion for loving up a forgotten structure has taught me many a lesson about getting older. Is there a parallel between being able to see the beauty in an abandoned structure and seeing the charm and allure of my own aging? Well, oddly enough, I think there is. Building strong bones, and making a place for a joyful soul are as important when constructing a house as they are in building a life.

Not gonna lie, I pretty much live by the seat of my pants. I love the chaos of a renovation project because I can visualize the beauty that lays beyond demo and construction, but when it comes to sitting back and patiently waiting for life plans to unfold, well, I am not much for resting, relaxing or staying still. I struggle with not being able to control every little issue and outcome AND I am a world class worrier.. So how do I cope? I just do- we all have to, right? Sure, some days are better than others, but nothing will get better if we sit idly by and hope for something different. My life just feels better when I am fully immersed in the process of living, whether I can control all the aspects or not. I focus on finding joy in my ‘evolution’ rather than moaning about my age. I walk at least 4 miles every morning and workout with a trainer I trust. I jump into my kitchen to play and I feed my family, friends and trade teams as often as they will let me. I work hard, spoil my dogs and play dress up in my shoe closet as much as possible. I don’t have all of the answers BUT I do have lots of easy-peasy recipes, style secrets and silly life stories to share. Wanna play?

C’mon, let’s get messy together…