I'm back from a fabulous long weekend with some great friends that Dave and I have known since college. We live miles apart now, but we got the families together at our "half-way point", and crammed tons of fun into a few days-- laughing, remembering, and just loving being together.
And as we were driving home, I couldn't help but think that times like this are like putting a fresh coat of paint on your favorite chair.
You know the one--it's totally unique, you've had it forever, you wouldn't trade it for anything, and you use it until it's good and worn. It's the one you're automatically drawn to when you want to get comfy.
Not everyone "gets" it, but they don't have to because there's just something about it that's special to you.
And every once in a while, it needs a little update just to keep it fresh.
It's really so much more important than a furniture re-vamp.
Who do you need to call today?