The Good Life

Get Rid Of The Dead To Make Room For More Life

posted by Heather October 19, 2016 0 comments

Put this kid down for a nap yesterday afternoon at 3pm, woke up at 7 am this morning, and was so exhausted that she had to go back down for a nap at 11. That’s the life.



Love’s breakfast: oatmeal with almond milk and salt, bacon, and strawberries. Not bad. Got to eat this out on the deck with Tracy and Katrin for a little impromptu girls breakfast…while Bode blew us off and played with his trains inside.


The Snapchat face swap thing at it’s best.



We’re getting there. Slowly…with far fewer tears than I would’ve predicted. But, we are getting there.


Katrin’s grandfather is here from Iceland for the next month. He’s such a trooper that he’s been sleeping on the couch for the last week, but we decided to leave the viking ways in Iceland and bring him over a mattress to stay on. He is, seriously, the cutest man on the planet. And, loves his Katrin more than anything.  After this, I got home to the tents all set up in the back yard, a fire in the fire pit, a mattress in Bode’s tent for him to sleep on, and Ben and Bode bro-in’ out in our tent to surprise me with my anniversary gift: family camping in the backyard.  On a Tuesday night.  Best gift everrrr 🙂

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Sadly, I’ve moved our plants in from outside since we’ve already had a couple of frosts up here.  Didn’t think about that when I decided to go all out on the potted plant scene on the patio earlier in the summer.


So, now our living room looks more like an overgrown jungle than a space we’re preparing to hibernate in for the entire upcoming season.

Unfortunately for them, I have a serial killer level track record with being able to care for plants…indoor or outdoor ones.  Alex always says that our home is “where plants come to die”.

I hate to admit it because I normally think of myself as a fairly responsible and caring person…and, because I hate admitting when my ex-husband is right about anything.

But, he has a pretty good point.

I don’t know at what point it goes wrong, but it does.  I start strong: I weed them, I water them a little every day, I trim them down so they don’t get too overgrown.  And, I really like it when I’m doing it.  It doesn’t feel like a chore; it actually feels like I’m doing something good for the planet and they make me really happy when I walk by them and they look healthy.  I don’t really have any idea what I’m doing, but plants are good like that: as long as you pay some sort of attention to them, they perk right up and are willing to work on growing for you.  It’s sort of a really easy, happy relationship.

Yesterday, I was taking the time to go one plant at a time really hunting around for dead leaves, tidying up the soil in each of the pots, and trimming down the stems that were already starting to lay along the floor.

One of the very few things I’ve ever learned about plants is that they thrive most when you remove any dead leaves and stems because those things sort of suck the life and energy out of the rest of the plant that’s trying to find the energy to grow more healthy leaves and stems.

While that sounds super scientific and like highly advanced material, it’s just how I translated what was told to me at some point.  It makes sense to me, though.

I think about this and how it translates to human life a lot, too: you only have so much energy in your body to put towards the healthy and positive goals and things you want to accomplish in your life.  Anything you let linger in your life that is unhealthy and negative will limit your ability to do that.

That can surface as anything, too: sugar or anything else toxic in your diet, old clothes in your closet that you never wear anymore…and, don’t even really like…but, you keep simply because you’ve had them so long or they remind you of a memory that will still remain even if you got rid of them, relationships with people that treat you poorly or contribute negative energy to your soul somehow, bad habits you have with lifting or any sort of training technique but are too stubborn to abandon for better ones, something you’ve wanted to confront someone about but you keep it bottled up because you’re too nervous to talk to them about it.

It doesn’t matter what it is, but the fact of the matter is that the more you can rid your life of the bad stuff you hold onto, the more energy you’ll have to contribute towards the good stuff that you want more of.

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