Maybe you’ve been wondering where I’ve been lately. Maybe you haven’t noticed at all. Either way, here’s a quick update of the things that have been going on and where my heart is at right now.
The Home Renovation
Five months later, we are finally done with our renovation! If you’ve ever done any sort of home improvement project, you know it can be tough on you. Moving in, sleeping in OUR house for the first time, even simple things like cleaning the kitchen all felt so surreal. Even now, two weeks later, there’s still a pinch-me-this-must-be-a-dream element to the entire thing.
But, it’s true! A dream come true. The house is finished and we are finally settling into our life again.
Back to Hosting
One of the toughest things for me while living with my family was not having a kitchen of my own. I promise you, my family was THE most accommodating and easy to live with, but it was still never MY kitchen. Maybe it was not having all of my own dishes and tools, but finally getting to cook in my own kitchen again has felt a lot like coming home. Like being home.
This weekend we were able to host some friends who’ve been traveling for the last month. I couldn’t wait to plan the menu, grocery shop and cook all.the.things to get ready for them to come over.
And then the meal wasn’t ready on time and the timing of the side dishes and the main course wasn’t timed perfectly.
Our front walkway isn’t finished so they had to walk through the ugly yard.
The house was still a mess (hello moving boxes).
Then the garbage disposal broke and sprayed water all over the brand new cabinets.
And our general contractor had to come over and fix it…in the middle of dinner.
But you know what? My heart was so full. As everyone commented about the meal tasting good, I said out loud, “You know, this could’ve been the worst meal in the world, I would still be so happy.”
I can’t explain what it is about having people around the table that makes me so happy. Maybe it’s the stories and laughter shared, or the sharing of good food, or the memories created watching our kids try to eat off of each others plates.
Whatever it is that makes me so happy, I missed it, deeply.
But the truth is, I know that it’s not this way for everyone. In fact, there’s probably some sort of sickness within me to be THIS happy over something so simple, but I’m okay with admitting that.
If that’s you, if you’re thinking “your version of happiness is my worst nightmare” or maybe you’re thinking you’d love to host friends but you just feel like you could never pull it off, comment below or email me and tell me what you’re apprehensive about. What makes you afraid? Where do you feel inadequate?
When I started building this blog and working on my rebranding to A Joyfully Mad Kitchen, I wanted this space to be a place where people can come to learn to love cooking and hosting. To breakdown those fears and learn to open up their homes with less reservations and anxiety.
I want to help you be as giddy about hosting as I am. Or at the very least, I want to start you on the journey I started on over five years ago when we got married and I suddenly had to provide food for two people, and macaroni and cheese every night was not going to cut it.
It certainly doesn’t happen overnight. And I can’t say that I’m always as chill about the problems we faced tonight. But the point was, I was overwhelmed with joy to be able to open my home to others, that the rest didn’t matter.
So please, reply below and tell me your story. Do you love hosting? Does it make you nervous? What point of the journey are you at right now? I truly want to know!