#1496 Chocolate to get through

Day 2 for me of this corona-getting-isolated business.

But the virus had nothing to do with why I was reaching for the sweet stuff this afternoon.

My neck and back was killing me – I don’t yet have a proper desk chair for work.

I had my final assessment at work – oh my God, tension and stress eat your heart out.

And then, I didn’t get to squeeze in a coffee either – too damn busy.

I know. SHOCK HORROR.

After I picked up baby girl I promptly set about making a coffee for me, a babycino for her…

And you know, I have been good for SO LONG. I don’t really reach for anything processed or sweet anymore, really I don’t.

Rarely. That includes chocolate.

But today, I fished out a huge block of personalised Cadbury chocolate that was gifted to me long ago by a friend’s daughter… I guess it’s one of those things where it’s so damn big you put it away in the pantry, but then because it’s so big it gets slid to the side, and well…

kind of overlooked and forgotten.

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Oooh, but I found it. All this corona business had me reevaluating our pantry and fridge the other day, checking what we had, and then I saw this beauty.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that the big block had two individually wrapped medium blocks within it… to retain the freshness longer.

Yummy.

I had 6 blocks of chocolate! 6! They were delicious!

AND I HAD NO GUILT WHATSOEVER.

After this week, I deserved it.

And I am here to say, SO DO YOU.

Just do it.

Make sure you’re doing what you have to, to get through this… whatever ‘this’ is to you.

Including, eating chocolate. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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#1495 Stay home and work work work work work

Day one of a new kind of normal.

I have the simplest, also kind of the best thing to be grateful for, while also keeping me subsequently busy too. A job. A new job, that unbelievably, I am able to work from home for.

And today, only moments ago…

My first pay cheque!

Cha-ching! $$$

It has been over 6 months since I last had personal income flow into the account, via moi services. And since we’re going to be staying home, A LOT it seems over the next few months, well I might as well spend that time working… from home.

A match made in heaven I think. Win-win.

#1494 Finding the good in a new kind of normal

I remember a line I read in a pregnancy book, a few days after coming home with a very newborn baby girl.

I was in a state of panic and fear and frustration, and this book said something along the lines of:

“Lower your expectations.

And lower…

And lower…

Even lower…

There you go.”

Essentially what I was being told was to not expect much AT ALL. It was a new, confusing and confronting time of our life, becoming new parents and learning how to raise a small human, and the expectations of anything else that life would bring, including this little being herself, was lower than NIL.

It was the only functional place to operate from. Expecting anything higher, would result in severe disappointment, and as a new Mum that is a dangerous place.

I can’t help thinking of that time again today.

Because today, with the PM announcing approximately 6 months of living in self-isolation, avoiding gatherings, unnecessary social occasions, events and the like, well it all feels very sad.

Very lonely.

We need to lower our expectations to a new kind of normal.

And with that, I realise that by lowering my standards of what I expect life to be and look like, I will essentially be raising the bar for this blog.

Because I will be looking for even more simple and inventive ways to be grateful… all without my little every day luxuries.

My catch ups with friends.

Getting my hair done.

Going to the park.

Going to the movies.

Grabbing a coffee at the local cafรฉ.

Eating out on a Saturday night.

Discovering a new place.

All of this will be, if predictions forecast accurately, put on hold. And sure, 6 months is hopefully the maximum time this will be imposed on us.

Even more hopefully, this will all end WAY BEFORE the 6 months are up.

But in the meantime… lower your expectations.

I’m already thinking of writing. So much writing. And reading SO SO much.

Home improvements.

Movie nights in.

Long D&Ms on the phone.

Running around the yard.

And one that Hubbie and I thought of tonight… talking to our people, via webcam, and skype!

Imagine the full blown catch-ups we can have if we link it up to a computer and cheers! the night away!

We might all end up creating a new and simple way to live our lives, away from the hype, the hoo-ha, the busy busy busy, and the chaos.

Maybe this is happening for a reason.

#1488 The porch evening break

It has been go-go-go lately.

So after the constant cooking-cleaning-tidying-preparing for the next day was STILL not done, I saw Hubbie sitting on the bench outside and decided…

F*&% it.

I would join him.

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And as tired/cranky/frustrated/achy and EVERYTHING that I was, there was something soothing about seeing a girl in a Unicorn dress, prance across the yard to the fading sunset…

#1485 Photos from a public holiday

After cleaning all day Saturday and then having our friends over that night, versus going to three different places NO LESS yesterday and being away from the house for 12 hours, it was so well-timed that we had another day to relax, chill and catch-up, on this public holiday day.

Some photos, that capture the quiet (and maybe some crazy):

A bike ride to the park

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The swings… what else?

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Baby girl deciding to catch tonight’s sunset (ain’t she got great aim? ;))

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And then moi, deciding to catch tonight’s FULL MOON

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You can’t control crazy-busy weekends, you gotta take them as they come, because as sure as they fly over so too do those long and quiet days settle in when the weather gets colder… but it sure is a blessing to have an extra day, somewhere, anywhere, to allow you to relax… just a bit.

Ahhh.

#1480 The train to training

So, where did I go today?

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Clearly I was on a train, for those not quite sure about that offensive multi-coloured blue upholstered smudge that are train seats, and also the side window looking out at the platform…

And my brown boot.

I was on my way to training… for a new job!

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Now I can’t say definitively that I HAVE the job… that’s what the training is for. And there are tests at the end of each week during the training period to make sure we’re on the right path…

So I am cautiously optimistic.

It’s been 6 months that I’ve been out of work. 6 months of doing what I like (to some extent with baby girl in tow), trying to get ahead in my writing, walking in and out of places at whim, and mostly, thinking thinking thinking.ย 

But today in comparison was a totallyย crazy day.

I was up at 550am, catching a 645 train after brekkie in the car, swapping to another train in the city to make it to work bang smack at 8am.

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I had NO snacks up until lunchtime and was starving, smashing a salad roll and coffee in 15 minutes. I looked at apps and tabs, tried to get my head around the influx of tech stuff, emails, new people, meetings, reading guidelines, getting overwhelmed at the sheer number of info I need to remember, only to nearly lose myself and miss my train home.

I came home tired, spent and flustered.

I’m even feeling sick.

But I loved it.

I was feeling a bit lost before this came up. I thought the days of commuting and doing a 9-5 were over. The plan was to freelance, write, and make a name for myself from the comfort of my home.

But it didn’t work out as I’d planned. I felt uninspired, confused about my future direction, and feeling frustrated at my lack of financial contribution to the household.

I know it’s still very early days, but this set-up is perfect. Because although I’ll be spending more time away from home, the time I do get at home I’ll be more motivated than ever to win at my writing game.

That HASN’T changed, nor will it ever. But I had to find a way to make things work, and this new line of employment looks set to make things happen for me, all while I feel productive, useful, and like I’m contributing… to the world.

And that means EVERYTHING.

Super-early bedtime for me tonight… because now I’m a working girl. ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

 

 

#1474 A date with the parentals

In light of things about to get a whole lot busier, it was lovely to have this pre-planned day, to head across town and meet my parents in a shopping centre, near my old ‘hood.

Memories.

First I was just wandering without a care. Look here, look there… go wherever I damn like.

When I met up with them, it was BUT FIRST, COFFEE.

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And then the pinnacle of the day, being also the least active… when Mum and I lay down to have massages.

Ahhh.

The lady who did my back, was kneading a point in my left shoulder blade so much that I nearly cried out. But I gritted through the pain, to get to the glory.

Huh. Much like life I guess.

It was MAGIC.

Then for lunch I introduced my parents to Roll’d… and if you haven’t tried their food, you are missing out. They are delicious.

And now my parents think so too. ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ

Best of all, was the bonding and quality time spent with them… because I just know at the end of it all, we all walk away, feeling happier and lighter.

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