For the most part I live a life that most people dream. At least I think that they do. I don’t have to work as I care for my home and my husband does entertain all the crazy ideas that I exclaim to him are just me being me.
He indulges my ideas for grandeur as I come up with the next get rich scheme. Not get rich financially but rich emotionally as high as the mind can possibly dream. I have this idea that the secret of life is to live happy among other living beings that are happiest doing the same. And if you look at the lives that have awaken there beside you I think you may understand what it is that I mean.
My day starts with a multitude of greetings from a variety of colors of cats. Lol. I know to some they get incredibly itchy but to me I think I am Cleopatra so I imagined her life was similiar to something like that. I have a cup of coffee or tea and blog and read until my son gets up. There is also working on my lil side nail business but truth be told the nail stuff is something I do just for me. If it catches on great. I am sure it will make my husband happy but I am happiest portraying a being just short of perfection that can’t be picked apart by the chips in nails anymore it seemed.
Not having to rush off to work I am able to enjoy the sun warming up my greenhouse. There is a joy that comes with knowing I had a hand in bringing and keeping my bounty in bloom that just makes my heart feel so beyond full. As I am outdoors away from all social interactions I become one with the Earth as I get to know my plants. I love going to sleep at night to see what I awake to in the morning. I couldn’t get that feeling from just anyplace out there in the world.
My home is my sanctuary and it is my favourite place to be. There is always a cat looking for a lap to cuddle on or a dog who wants to go for a walk town just to see. Sure this life is not for everyone but it certainly has been a dream for me.
As some girls do I love doing my hair and make-up and coming up with the ultimate outfit. I have ALWAYS loved this. I remember in my 20’s hunting in every mall for the perfect outfit I kid you not. If couldn’t visualize it I wasn’t wearing it. It had to make sense somehow in my head. There was some days when I would hit up three different malls. Thank goodness I was living in Vancouver.
I had a hankering for shopping. It was all I loved to do. It was the reason I quit smoking. I preferred nice things instead of paying so much in taxes to get cancer. I was a life time smoker. I was never going to quit but at 37 living in a bachelorette apartment I had plans of grandeur that just couldn’t be met so I quit.
What drives some that I used to know is that I was always committed to working hard. I wanted a life that was different beyond alcohol so instead of going out at night I would chose to be at work. My whole life I was teased for living pay cheque to pay cheque. I remember not getting invited to go out anywhere. I overheard an accusation that a friend was too tired of footing the bill. I laughed. Nice friends, right? Just because I had 3 jobs. I wasn’t going to live off anybody for any means. I know what it felt like to have to couch surf.
So am I Princess? I would like to think so. My house is my Kingdom and I am the reason why most things in here are still living. Not in a vicious way but just in a matter of fact. If I wasn’t here keeping everybody cleaned and fed whose responsibility would that fall onto and would it even be done?
I get a pretty grand life where I get to dress up everyday. I dress up to feel like a Princess as I go about my day. I like to believe that my efforts are appreciated and i think that is all that matters. Why mope around feeling incredibly down when I can get dressed up and set the day on fire. That’s how I feel every time I catch my reflection in the mirror. I dress for me and my house full of cats. Isn’t that what life is for? Doing what makes you happiest indulging in all the things that matter and all the feelings you can’t take back?
Even my birds. Only in my wildest dreams and to have several be born in this house was more than my heart could handle how to love, but I managed. I always managed. When it came to life and all of its innocence there is nothing more fulfilling to me it seems. Cats, Dogs, Chinchillas, even crabs. My day is so full no matter what happens in it.
Where most people have struggles I just want to help them out. It is hard to know who is there for you in a world that is growing so cold. My whole life I thought what would I do if I was able to help. I now know what I can do is encourage other people to reach out. I think that is what makes it so easy to want to identify myself as being extremely feminine. A portrayal of a woman, a wife, a mother who would do anything for those she loves most in the world.