Morning Coffee on your Patio...

I woke up this morning at 6AM which would usually put me in a foul mood but today there was no chance of that.  The sun still hadn't peaked over the horizon but everything was kind of golden and morning-ish.  I brewed a pot of coffee, put a dish in the dishwasher, and parked myself outside on my crappy folding chair next to my rusted out patio table.

So this may seem random but sometimes I get hung up on really lame things like my deck being stained by years of fall leaves being frozen to the concrete. Or how no matter how many times I scrub it my front steps look like a patio reject project from an Intro to Masonry Class.  Or how no matter what I do my garage always looks like a Costco visit gone wrong.  My tendency to fixate on the imperfections in my home often deters me from just enjoying what actually is a pretty nice place. I think it's easier sometimes not to appreciate what we have then to enjoy what we have for what it is.

In a similar vein, my friend Shaina just posted a great blog about entertaining in small spaces where she aptly talked about not letting the size of your space deter you from blissing out with friends and family (see here, foodformyfamily).  So, in the spirit of home-lovin, this morning I would like to add to the bloggosphere a call for people to: Have Morning Coffee on your Patio Even if It's Made of shitty Concrete and your Patio Furniture Looks Like it Came Out of A Dumpster.

Here's to slow mornings, hot coffee, great conversation, and getting over myself.