#1295 Sunday surprises

It’s a lot nicer when you don’t expect anything, and then the opposite occurs.

Something. We were happily bound to our home for the day, Sunday, the first day of Spring (yippee!) and also, Father’s Day.

Baby girl had happily helped her Dad open up his presents after our late morning breakfast, still on a high from the night before yet feeling the lack of sleep, when I got word, that our quiet day might be different.

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I had seen my Dad at my bro-in-law’s birthday the night before after all… I had seen my whole family. 

But then I heard my Mum and Dad were going to my sister’s place for a quick visit, and so then we might as well pop on by…

And what started as a very non-expectant day, had us around a table talking, laughing, and then watching the rain pour down later when the clouds decided to merge overhead.

It didn’t affect the sunset though. Just as I had been longing for Winter to be over, just as quickly it came to an end… and this seems to happen every year. June, July and the start of August feel so long, then mine and baby girl’s birthday passes and it no time – BANG!

Spring. Sunshine. Sunsets like this:

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And so the message really is… don’t expect anything. Things are that much sweeter when you think of not much at all…

#1293 We made it! 2019 edition

Peeps… I am calling it.

WINTER IS OVER!

Who cares that today it’s August 30th, and that technically means 2 more days of Winter…

Who cares. (rhetorical question).

I sure don’t (but I’ll answer anyway) because Winter is pretty much done and dusted.

I am sad about August, only because the month is so full of love and laughter and good times what with our million and one birthdays.

But Winter… I am happy to see the back of YOU.

Ahh. Just, ahh. What a beautiful feeling to know we are on the cusp of continuous warm weather and sunshine-y days…

Yes ok. I know this is Melbourne we are talking about and there may just be a hailstorm next week.

But then, it will be Spring. And still, you just know, things have to get better.

(Things have to get better!)

They already have! Today for instance! Glorious!

I took shots as the sun went down, and the emotions that were summed up were blissful, warm and happy.

Ahhh. 

Tomorrow it is meant to be EVEN better. 3 degrees warmer! WOO HOO!

High on sunshine right now :):):)

#1270 Books where they should be

Today furniture was moved around.

Hubbie went to task putting some flat packs together while I blew my nose incessantly, sneezed when some stray dust blew my way from the open Ikea packages, and hurriedly drank lemon and honey tea in between holding the instruction book open and pointing at what Hubbie should do next.

Sneeze.

Sniffle.

Sigh.

And after all the arranging of new furniture, and re-shuffling of old, I am pleased to report…

Bibliophiles, the books are back.

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I lost my bookshelf a long while ago to baby girl’s toys… it wasn’t even her fault, it was entirely my own suggestion. And in this massive re-arranging, my books went in various, not very nice places all around the house.

It was not ideal.

But today, they are back where they began… and the shelf is entirely for me! (except for that cassette player for Hubbie, temporary though!;)) Looking at it makes me so happy, and also, almost, made me forget about my flu…

Until I re-shuffled some books and dust got to me and I sneezed.

But the books. Ohhh, the books. I have little section left at the bottom to assure myself, I am allowed to buy more books…

After all, it IS birthday month. 😉

#1268 Two steps forward, one step back

A little bit different and backwards to the Paula Abdul and random cat song, Opposites Attract…

“I take, two steps forward, I take two steps back…”

But that is what we are here, we are different. Good for some… not so for others.

Good for baby girl, because she had two bits of good news today… she moved two steps forward. Firstly she moved up a word group level at school, already so soon after having moved up not so long ago, so she was stoked, as were we.

And then after school she moved forward again, when she was at swimming and moved up to another swimming group! She had been getting tested by the walking swimmer-all-overseer, and when the woman bobbed down to tell her the good news, after having watched her give her all, diving like a fish, kicking like a kangaroo and putting everything she had into doing an olympic time across the swim lane, baby girl yelled “YIPPEE!” before doing a massive splash into the shallow end.

I knew what was going on before the woman came over to tell me.

I was so happy for her. I still am. She is heading into the BIG POOL.

Dum da dum dum.

But I am sad for myself because it is August and I am sick! Sick.

“I take two steps back…

More like ‘one’ step. WAAAA.

But you know what? Like all of Motherly sacrifices, I would rather it be her, than me…

It’s still crap. I am just hoping like the song goes…

“But when we get together it just all works out.”

 

#1257 The month of the Roar

I honestly had forgotten. It had completely slipped my mind.

Until I saw it was my cousin’s birthday on social media… I hadn’t realised.

Hadn’t realised, the month of the Lion had begun.

ROAR!

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Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash

And not only had I forgotten, but I had failed to remember for a couple of days already…

The sign of the lion started on the 23rd of July.

(Face palm).

How could I forget one of the most exciting times of the year???

I feel things heating up already… take that as you will 😉

#1245 A reason for the ddrraaaagggggg

This end-of-work transition is taking FFOOORRREEEEVVVVEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I ttthhiinnkk I nneeeeddddd ttttooooo ssstttaaarrrrtttt wwwrrriiittiiinngg lliikkee tthhiiss ttoo ffullllyyyyyy eexxppllaaiiinnn ttttooo yyyooouuu jjuusssstttt hhhhoooowwww mmuuucccchhh oofff aaaaa dddrrrrraaaaggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg iitttt fffeeeellllsss lliiikkkkeeee.

Is that annoying? Frustrating maybe?

My sentiments EXACTLY.

You know I stopped collecting coffee cards from my Saturday café a good 2 months ago. I did it because I was sure (ha!) that we would be finishing about June ‘time,’ as initially indicated… that is of course, after the first few dates were ‘indicated,’ and then delayed, to the June date.

It is now July.

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If I had kept collecting cards and stamps for my Saturday work shifts, I would have gotten a free coffee by now.

I tell myself, there must be a reason for this. This long, dddrrraaaawwwwnnnnn out process.

So often in life we look back at an event that made NO SENSE WHATSOEVER at the time, and yet in retrospect we gain an enormous amount of clarity, insight, growth, and a bigger look at how all the little and intricate (and sometimes annoying) pieces have fit together perfectly.

I am still at that stage where I am gathering the outer edges of my 10,000 piece puzzle, and in the middle is just this whole smudge of red colour and I have no idea out of the hundreds of the same pieces, where to start.

Something like that. 😏

But, there is an end… or is there?

Mid-August now they say.

Let’s see what happens.

This morning I exited the café with my new coffee loyalty card in wallet, now stamped for one. The warmth of the cup in my hand was little consolation for the cold that abruptly smacked my face as I exited the protection of the shop. Like little pebbles of ice pelting upon my face, nose, exposed hands, the lower parts of my ears peeking out from under my beanie…

A bit longer. Keep on going.

There is a reason, isn’t it? The reason isn’t just delayed relief and release, right?

For now I can just say…

‘Onwards.’ 😉

From 4 weeks away, to maybe indefinitely.

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#1219 17 days into June

Girls and guys, we are getting there.

We are half way through the first month of Winter.

And you know what? Hell I am going to call it… come August time and I don’t even consider it even Winter anymore. Let’s just say we have a month and a half to go.

So maybe I am ‘slightly’ biased, August being birthday month and all. But seriously. With the early start we had to Winter (ahem, last week of Autumn), I can honestly expect to start seeing a bit more peeking sunshine come the eighth month of the year.

And you know… by mid-August anyway, plants even start to flower.

And no I don’t say that because it is my birthday then. IT IS TRUE.

We have survived 17 days peeps.

WE CAN DO THIS.