At what point do you realise that you've got your life together?
During our mini trip to Brighton last weekend, we stayed in the most beautiful AirBnB you've ever seen. This flat was just perfect; the furniture, the decor, the light, the accessories... everything about it just fit together wonderfully.
It was the kind of flat that I would absolutely love to live in permanently, and finished in the way that I can only hope my own home will look like at some point. The longer we stayed, the more we fell in love with the place, and the more we realised just how much attention to detail had gone into creating this lovely lady's home.
I think it was after discovering that the hangers the bath robes were hung on behind the bedroom door were embroidered, that Em just came out with,
'This woman really has her sh*t together, doesn't she?'
Yes, yes she does.
I mean, not only had she thought of everything that we might've needed and needed to know when letting out her own beautiful flat, she is clearly well traveled, has an eye for aesthetics, has decorated & sourced her own furniture, has (what sounds like) a good job, and she even has a house keeper. Like an actual house keeper.
How do I get one of those? And how do I get to this level of having my life together, please? And do you even know that you've got to this point? Or do we always feel like our lives are a bit of a mess compared to other peoples?
Life is one big learning curve, isn't it? And I guess it'll always come back that age old nasty trick of comparison. Like, compared to this lady, in my opinion, I definitely don't have everything together. But then maybe someone else thinks that about me? Who knows?
Maybe none of us will ever feel like we've got everything together, maybe those people that really look like they do, are just a lot better at keeping up appearances, and really, they feel the same way as the rest of us. That's what I'm secretly hoping for, I think!