What it isn't.
Can someone be proud of the things they don't have?
Sure, I'm proud I don't have a flesh-eating virus, but I'm talking about the good things. The big-picture, life-changing things. Those - can you be proud of having a little less in your life's portfolio? I think so, because leaving space there makes room for the equity of your dreams to grow and grow. And that's the kind of equity I want.
Recently, and also not so recently, I've posted about all the things Lancaster Land is. And most recently, during a conversation with the hubs, I found myself feeling so much so I could taste it...the frustration with all the things Lancaster Land isn't. Because, let's be real.
It isn't a huge house with plenty of room for our family to grow.
It certainly isn't a manicured lawn, and honestly our lives don't allow for much time to manicure anything. Especially my nails.
Lancaster Land is not well designed.
It isn't clean on the outside, and sometimes it's annoyingly and frustratingly messy on the inside.
It isn't easy by any means.
It absolutely isn't the place I thought I'd live so many of my adult years, spend so much of my hard-earned, squirreled-away money, and it really isn't the place I thought I'd raise my family.
And most of all, it's not, nor will it ever be, a finished project.
As a catch-all, Lancaster Land as it sits now, and especially as it was when we purchased it, wasn't part of my well-orchestrated life plan, which I created at the wise age of twenty.
The plan didn't go: Graduate college, marry a dirt-biker, buy a fixer upper, never be home to fix said fixer-upper, live out of cell phone range, have snakes in my backyard. You get the picture.
The thing is, I'm not complaining. Because Lancaster Land is a great place to breathe in the moments as we snuggle our baby girl. It is a great place to raise our family, and we don't need extra square footage and a dream kitchen to do that It's been a hard lesson for me to learn that giving up the original dream leads to the ability to live an even better one; that letting go helps you grab on to something much bigger. And, I'm proud. I do have to remind myself on occasion that all we're doing here is slow going, because we're doing it and that's slow. And in ten years, we can sit back and look at how much we've done. And we'll feel really freaking proud.
But we won't sit for long, because I can imagine there will still be work to do.
That is Life at Lancaster Land.
Sure, I'm proud I don't have a flesh-eating virus, but I'm talking about the good things. The big-picture, life-changing things. Those - can you be proud of having a little less in your life's portfolio? I think so, because leaving space there makes room for the equity of your dreams to grow and grow. And that's the kind of equity I want.
Recently, and also not so recently, I've posted about all the things Lancaster Land is. And most recently, during a conversation with the hubs, I found myself feeling so much so I could taste it...the frustration with all the things Lancaster Land isn't. Because, let's be real.
It isn't a huge house with plenty of room for our family to grow.
It certainly isn't a manicured lawn, and honestly our lives don't allow for much time to manicure anything. Especially my nails.
Lancaster Land is not well designed.
It isn't clean on the outside, and sometimes it's annoyingly and frustratingly messy on the inside.
It isn't easy by any means.
It absolutely isn't the place I thought I'd live so many of my adult years, spend so much of my hard-earned, squirreled-away money, and it really isn't the place I thought I'd raise my family.
And most of all, it's not, nor will it ever be, a finished project.
As a catch-all, Lancaster Land as it sits now, and especially as it was when we purchased it, wasn't part of my well-orchestrated life plan, which I created at the wise age of twenty.
The plan didn't go: Graduate college, marry a dirt-biker, buy a fixer upper, never be home to fix said fixer-upper, live out of cell phone range, have snakes in my backyard. You get the picture.
The thing is, I'm not complaining. Because Lancaster Land is a great place to breathe in the moments as we snuggle our baby girl. It is a great place to raise our family, and we don't need extra square footage and a dream kitchen to do that It's been a hard lesson for me to learn that giving up the original dream leads to the ability to live an even better one; that letting go helps you grab on to something much bigger. And, I'm proud. I do have to remind myself on occasion that all we're doing here is slow going, because we're doing it and that's slow. And in ten years, we can sit back and look at how much we've done. And we'll feel really freaking proud.
But we won't sit for long, because I can imagine there will still be work to do.
That is Life at Lancaster Land.