Cup of coffee in hand, I spent 10 minutes this morning marveling at the handiwork of a spider on my apartment balcony. The architect was fast asleep in the center underbelly of the web. I haven’t had a chance to clean as much I’d like to since moving in several weeks ago. In fact, it’s been making me loose my hair. However, Im choosing to rejoice in the little gifts from my little neighbors.
This is an idea I’ve been coming back to a lot recently. Sometimes bugs come inside and that’s okay. I have to remind myself that outside bugs being inside is not some sort of cleanliness failure on my part. I’m very diligent about keeping my living space clean, but some things you can’t control. Bugs are just living their lives, and they don’t care about these structures we’ve built to separate ourselves from the elements. Sometimes I want to open the window while I work, but I don’t because I’m worried flies will get inside. But like... that’s okay!!!! I can handle a fly or two being in my space. I shouldn’t let that fear stop me from enjoying the fresh air, and neither should you.
Been watching old Tonight Show interviews to get that natural high of classic TV Land. Keep falling in love with the artwork they use to cut between commercials.
