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Being Mind-Full

Being Mind-Full

Hey y’all…

Forgive me that the following is less like a blog post and more like a list of random shit running through my head that I desperately feel I need to tell someone. So…TAG! You’re it!

1. Phew. We made it back to America.

The flight went down much like I imagined it would go down with a very busy one year old (read more on that here).  In other words, it wasn’t pretty…but we made it. And that is somethin’, right? The good news is that when you land in America after a long stressful trip, there are lots of ways to cheer yourself up – like taking a trip to Target sans kids and husband and buying copious amounts of lotions and hair products. And watching episode after episode of Fixer Upper (P.S. I think I have a crush on Joanna Gaines).

2. Move over Brado, I have a new love.

Ummmm…how long has this magazine been a magazine? And why has nobody told me about this?

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People, I feel betrayed. You have been holding out on me. As a born-again-adult (a.k.a. an ex-hippy) and lover of all things with pom poms and tassels, the Boho movement speaks to me in ways I just can’t explain without breaking out into song and dance. Suffice it to say that there are no fewer than 236 photos in this glossy magazine that moved me to tears. Mostly, because I am very aware that Brado will never let me get away with recovering a vintage couch in floral and pink.

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3. “The” China Post.

Two weeks ago I wrote this post about the things I love about China. When I hit ‘publish’ on that post, I didn’t really think twice about it. In my mind, it was no different than any other post I had written in the past. Just me blabbing away about whatever was on my mind at that moment in time. But then one of my friends shared it on Facebook. And then another friend did the same. And another. And another. And now two weeks later…this post has been viewed somewhere in the neighborhood of 10,000+ times. Whaaaaat??? For serious???? How on earth did that happen?

I realize this number is peanuts for “real” bloggers…but for me this is a BIG deal. And I know I should probably act like I have been here before; and be all, “Oh yeah…it is totally normal for my posts to get upwards to 10,000 hits. Just your average Tuesday.” But that is not the truth, folks. The truth is, that prior to this post, my readership consisted of a small collection of very loyal (and lovely) friends and family members. And a typical post got maybe 200 views…maybe.

And while I don’t ever want this blog to be about page views and statistics (ever, ever, EVER!), I have to say that reaching total strangers is strangely satisfying. Especially when they take the time to tell you that something you wrote meant something to them. I’m not gonna lie, it feels very different…and very good.

So thank you – all of you. For reading. For sharing. For the kind words. And most importantly, for giving me the confidence to keep writing. You will probably never understand how much it all means to me. But please know that I am humbled and grateful.

4. I’m also horrified.

So if you aren’t a blogger you may not know this but you can do all sorts of statistical analysis on posts that you write. In a given day (or week or month) you can track what posts people are reading and where people are clicking etc. Blah, blah, blah.

Honestly, I have never had much reason to pay attention or care about this until now. But with the China post, I had a lot of  new traffic to my blog. So, naturally, I started to look more carefully at what people were viewing.

It seems the general theme was as follows: people started by reading the China Post and then, because they were probably thinking “Who is this crazy woman who loves China?”, they clicked on the ‘About’ page. Okay. Fine. Makes sense.

From there they tended to click on the ‘Home Tour’ page. Which, under normal circumstances, would be fine too except for the fact that it is TOTALLY embarrassing! Y’all, I have not updated that page since I started this blog 2 years ago. And it shows.

The realization that people were taking a virtual tour through my house that led them to a view of the dead plants and cushion-less furniture on my deck…is. just. horrifying.

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It’s like if you left your house to go work out (we’re pretending…stay with me here) and you came home only to learn that your husband threw a surprise birthday party for you in your living room. You would be equal parts thrilled and mortified.  Am I right? Beyond thrilled that people are there; supporting and loving you. Mortified that you look like shit and have no make-up on.

My house tour has no make-up on. Whomp. Whomp.

5. Emily Henderson and I are going to be neighbors (maybe).

Over the weekend we drove over the plains to start our house hunting adventure in Bend, Oregon. For those of you that are new here: a. don’t judge me by my house tour photos and b. the quick back story is that we currently live in China but we are hell bent on setting down some roots in the States.

We have all our paperwork done, our credit has been run and we are pre-approved and ready to go. Just gotta get the house. The whole thing makes me giddy and extremely sweaty. Probably this is how Steve Irwin felt right before he was about to wrestle a crocodile. Probably.

But, never fear, I will write lots more about the house hunting process in the next couple days. For now, just know that my spirit designer and best friend (in my head), Emily Henderson, posted this on Instagram last week:

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Shut the front door! Emily Henderson was in Bend! Which means maybe she will come back. And buy a house next to mine. And we will be neighbors. And drink sweet tea together on my front porch. It’s possible.

Anyway, I’m taking it all as a sign of good buying house juju. Fingers crossed.

Do you have a long list of randomness you feel you need to post on the Internet? Please feel free to share with me. I like knowing that I’m not alone in my craziness.

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