I was tired and too uninspired to take a photo the other evening, so my daughter suggested my medicine cabinet.
I like to put things that make me smile in unexpected places around my house. You just can’t be too grumpy in the morning when you open the medicine cabinet to this.
It’s just little things, hidden throughout the house. No one even sees most of them. It may be toys from my childhood or that poster of Phyliss Diller dressed as a nun that was in a utility closet for years.
Right now there is a creepy mask circulating between my family members’ pillows. Just freaks you out to pull the covers back. Not exactly Better Homes, but it can pull me out of a funk.