Wanting to compete in a fitness competition is my extravagance.
It's my selfish thing.
It's something that I battle with internally everyday.
It is a waste of money,
it is something that I have always dreamed of doing.
I want to get into that magazine, contest body,
rock the bedazzled teeny bikini
and perform some insanely impossible routine.
I will always work out.
I hope to teach classes.
But in all actuality,
I like a really simple life.
Taking things old school.
I love to garden and grow my own veggies and fruit.
I love cooking vegetarian style.
I really long to be more minimalist,
but still struggle with getting rid of all of our
I am trying to slowly get rid of non-essentials and
things that don't fit anymore.
I would love a tiny house, with some land to have a bigger garden and perhaps some chickens for eggs and goats for milk.
Can you say homemade cheese?
There are times we dream of the houseboat.
Heck, before we moved up here we looked at a few to live in
before we decided to leave Louisiana.
Then, I would have to figure out better container gardening, lol.
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I'm in love with this interior.
But this is my extravagance right now.
I am trying really hard not to feel guilty.
I love it, I dream of it and I will do it.