The freedom of being Real (Part 1)
We had a home appraisal recently. It was part of a refinance for our home. When the appraisal was over, I began talking to my wife about it. The whole process got me thinking about how life can be like our appraisal.
Yes, we can live life in much the same way we lived for our appraisal. Allow me to explain what I mean.For our appraisal, we had to prepare the house. We fixed up things that needed fixing. We patched holes that needed patching. And, we deep cleaned!… I mean military cleaned. Top to bottom we cleaned the house. But, we also live in the house, so de-cluttering was hard. But we needed to make a good appearance, so we took the “paper pile” and put it away. We took the baby seats and cribs and stored them in closets. We took the laundry hamper and stored it in a less conspicuous place. We stashed everything that made our house look cluttered. Andrea warned me that I was beginning to “obsess” in my cleaning efforts. I doubled my efforts, figuring if we’re going to clean, let’s CLEAN! I have to say, the house looked amazing. With all our hard work completed, there was a tangible feeling of awe, or maybe just relief (“Aaahhhh”), as we stood there in the room. The House was clean, organized, as close to perfect as we could get it… but it wasn’t real. Continue reading “The freedom of being Real (Part 1)”