The tough part about sitting in the family room during the day or walking around our home, is the fact that we have so many windows. I love the natural lighting and we have so much of it I rarely turn lights on during the day. Unfortunately, the down side of all the windows is the salesmen that come to your door.
Today, I was sitting on the couch while throwing a Jamberry Nail party online as a gentleman knocked on the windowed door. I peered through the window as I hid behind our luscious plant trying to keep myself concealed. He walked towards the car to view the grave in our front yard, or shall I say the ditch we have that’s large enough to be a grave. Anyway, I popped around trying to stay out of site, I didn’t recognize him and simply hide until he walked away.
As I sat back down, I knew he had to of seen me when we walked up to our house, as my back was directly in the window. I hate “hiding” but also do not open the door to strangers when I am home alone with my son.
Thanks to torreyshannon.com
Knowing I was anything but hidden as the picture above displays I felt foolish yet remained in my home, not coming out. Sometimes I wonder how well we hide from life. What aspects do we wish we could run away from and hide, yet simply have no escape to truly be hidden?
I know that I sometimes wish I could hide out for a day or wish it away rather then face the events that lie ahead. Knowing that doesn’t work we still try but what exactly does this accomplish?
Although my reasons for hiding out in my house today were real, I was struck with the fact that even though our plant is large enough to hide behind, there are many gaps allowing my pink shirt to very prominently shine right on through. :)
Knowing I can’t avoid every sales person that tromps to our doorstep I do my best at “hiding” when possible. Luckily, we live in an area that’s not too high in traffic, but do get the occasional “walkers” through the neighborhood. I often wonder where they parked and what they are selling as they do not carry much of anything with them– and this gentleman had a wrench in his back pocket….maybe he thought he could be hired for the ditch out front….not too sure! We shall leave that up for speculation.
Moment of Truth: What are you hiding from today, while the world around remains watching you through the large plant not able to fully conceal you?
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