JustCourtney

08/22/2025

07/21/2025

One whole year since I moved out of the farmhouse and into our rental.

My sister came to help me move out that weekend (along with my dear friends!) and she sent me this prayer over the new home. We also witnessed the most beautiful rainbow that night that felt like a hug from God.

This house has seen me grow so much over the 12 months. I learned to be okay with being by myself when my kids were at their dad’s house. I mounted two TV’s by myself. I put together beds and cribs (which is a miracle because I am the least precise person in the world 🤣).

Can’t believe I not only survived this year but had moments of thriving. 🩷

06/13/2025

A few random thoughts 💜

06/08/2024

Today we had our first showing on the house.

I wasn’t expecting the flood of emotions that came, but they did. As we vacuumed and cleaned thoughts ran through my head of “What if they don’t like the wallpaper in the guest room?” Or “The kitchen is so small, I bet they will say it’s too small.”

But I picked that wallpaper because I liked it. The blue floral print made me happy, so I picked it. “I want it to mimic that feeling you get when you stayed at your grandparents house as a kid. Cozy and warm and loved.”

I’ve vacuumed that room many times. I’ve fluffed the pillows and opened the curtains wide and arranged everything just right, anticipating the guests who would stay with us.

I never thought I would be vacuuming and fluffing and arranging for buyers. But today I did.

Our tiny kitchen made me smile so big the first time I ever walked through the house. “This is an authentic farmhouse kitchen. It’s perfect.” I can’t count the number of meals I’ve made, jars I’ve canned, and conversations I’ve had with my children in that tiny, cramped kitchen.

I’ve not often looked at it with critical eyes. Like it was somehow lacking. I love that kitchen. But today I did when I tried to imagine what the buyers would think.

A house changes when you go from calling it home, to trying to sell it to someone else. I hate it.

I have so much grief that this beautiful farmhouse that I truly thought I would live out my days in, is now simply a commodity being sold. It was so much more than that to me.

I sit on the porch, and let the tears fall. And I pray that if they’re the ones to own this house next, that they get to experience the beauty of the tiny kitchen, all of the comfort of the wallpapered guest room. And the immeasurable joy this place has been to me.

05/29/2024

Just two girls excited over our first potato harvest! 💕

Elliot and I took a walk in the garden and decided to see if the potatoes were ready and what ensued was us digging excitedly through dirt like two cocker spaniels and exclaiming “another one!!” every few minutes. 😂

These pictures don’t do justice to just how many potatoes we harvested! (And some patty pan squash too!)

Ain’t no high like a harvest high! 😂

05/27/2024

Rhett and Patsy. 💛

He calls this cat his little angel “because she once woke me up from a bad dream and comforted me.” 🥹💕

05/26/2024

We had a wonderful time this weekend with my sister and my nephew, Charlie. They were just the spirit lifter we needed!

The cousins had a blast playing Mario Kart and eating popsicles to cool down on the porch. Kaysie and I shot pictures of each other for both of our businesses and stayed up late eating popcorn and laughing until our sides hurt. And of course we ate delicious Mexican food…twice. 😉

It was SO much fun and we can’t wait until our next visit. 💕 Love you, sis.

05/19/2024

A lot of evenings lately I go on what I call “my anxiety walks” around our driveway when I just feel overwhelmed and can’t sit still.

Sometimes I listen to a podcast or audio book. Sometimes I listen to music. Sometimes I walk in silence.

But as I circle this beautiful farmhouse up on the hill, I try to soak it all in and appreciate the gift it has been to me. I smile and sometimes I cry, but I’m trying to let myself soak in all of the details and grief and joy.

For a lot of my life I did everything to run from sorrow. This last year has taught me to hold it close. Resisting it takes so much valuable time when I could be healing.

Just some random musings. 🙃