I’ve fought the urge to write for a long time.  I feel a need to produce something. I also don’t want to clean my bathroom.

Speaking of bathrooms, let’s break down this blog title. I set this up in 2010. Now that it’s 2015….

Vanities are the mirror and sink combos in bathrooms.  That’s not what this is about.  I am not going to DIY, like, ever. That’s not who I am, and it’s not where I put my energy.

In a more abstract use of the word, vanities are fleeting things. Grasping at wind. Self actualization. Vanity is the fluff; it’s not the substance of life.

I’m pretty sure there will be a good deal of talk about little things–the things kids do, that are hilarious and frustrating; odds and ends of my making of meals and trying new methods of organization; balancing a business and a family; asking why on earth we have 2 dogs and 2 cats and 2 kids and carpet.

Sometimes vanities are just silly things.  But life is full of vanity, and it’s recognizable more and more as we come to realize the verities of existence.

Verities are truths. Solid things. Something you can hang your hat on and can anchor your faith to. There are truths that I can use as reference points, to adjust my sails–or at least adjust my attitude. As life gets more and more busy, full, and complex, I need to hold on to these things and remind myself of what is real and true.

You’re welcome to join me. This is experimental, so I don’t know what you’re in for. Heck, I don’t know what I’m in for, but I think it will be mostly good.  Not my writing, necessarily, but the process, the conversation will be good.

~Cindy