#1595 Day 97 of getting there: to have like-minded souls

It was wonderful that we got to see some of our dearest friends tonight.

Via Zoom, of course. πŸ˜‰

We had a great chat with bestie and her hubbie via our computers. I tell you, technology is a Godsend at this phase of our lives.

You can’t be with loved ones, but by seeing them live, hearing their voices, and watching their mannerisms, in their lounge rooms, (with their pets!)… it’s the next best thing to being there with them.

After the video call was over Hubbie and I spoke about how wonderful it’d been to catch up with familiar faces, and people that we cared for. And I don’t know how it came into my mind, but I said to Hubbie “you don’t have to have the same interests. It’s not about that. It’s about finding like-minded people.”

Because we don’t all have to like the same things. Do the same things. Go to the same places. Eat the same food, or sleep the same way.

It’s about how our minds work. And you seek out people who are reflective of your morals, attitudes, and generally your way of life.

I don’t need everyone in my life to love writing. I don’t even need them to love reading. I don’t need them to love cats, yoga, the fact that I can’t stop listening to Queen at the moment…

I just need them to get me, and I want to get them.

It was a really lovely thing to contemplate, after a video call with friends who get us… as we get them.

#1550 Day 52 of getting there: getting new, getting out, getting around

Yesterday I did nothing, and felt one sole emotion.

Today I did MANY things, and subsequently felt so many more.

Good emotions, that is. β™₯

Sometimes you can’t help it, and that’s how life hits you. You just have to roll with the punches, and accept blow by blow.

But it doesn’t meant the attitude you take, and how you respond to it, means nothing.

It means everything.

I had some odd jobs this morning, and so when I came back at lunchtime to have baby girl running up to the car, I just thought she felt like I did: we missed each other.

But as I got out of the car, she kept her lips tight, and then opened her mouth wide…

Before opening her palm and showing me, a tooth!

Like an oyster opening up to show a shell!

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Her fifth tooth! Another one! When your child goes through yet another milestone, all I could think of was “this happened when I was gone? I was only gone a couple of hours!”

I was so happy for her, while she was just rapt that the tooth fairy would be visiting yet again tonight.

Bloody hell. All this ‘tooth losing’ is gonna put us the tooth fairy out of business.

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And the happy mood just followed. After getting some new pants delivered, courtesy of Target (pronounce, Tar-zaaayyyyyy) baby girl and I put on our new wear, and we all ran and bicycled around the block.

After the sluggishness of yesterday, there was no chance I was going to be lying around as I had. I was going to make my heart PUMP.

But that wasn’t it. Huffing and puffing, our cheeks red from the wind and exhausted as we got home, I wasn’t even finished. No.

I joined Rachel Finch’s Body by Finch club after her insane promo this past weekend, where the special was join for 12 months for only $15.

$15 a year! Instead of like, $300!

I figured if I did one meal and one workout, a month, I was still winning.

I popped on a yoga type workout, but this one was more intense. 21 minutes of stretching and toning and flexing and pumping, it was great. Had me shaking a bit, as you do as you’re trying to slowly LOWER YOUR BODY down, instead of letting it fall in one big FLOP.

But I felt amazing afterwards. Sooo pumped. Even baby girl joined in, for like the first 10 minutes before the novelty totally wore off. But just as I was proud of me, I was proud of her, for standing next to me and going through the motions, for choosing to do something good.

Oh, who am I kidding. She just wanted to show off her pants, that’s all.

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#1549 Day 51 of getting there: a horizontal sunset

Today was a long day.

I worked from home.

But I was aching.

When I finished, I skipped the schoolwork I so diligently helped baby girl with each and every day.

I lay on the couch.

She piled blankets and cushions upon me.

And I lay there through countless bold and the beautiful eps.

My back cramped. My arms and legs were achy from the odd position.

My feet just wouldn’t warm up.

So I went upstairs.

Jumped under the doona…

and fixed my gaze outwards.

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Now this wasn’t my exact view tonight, because I was too damn unwell to get my phone and take a snap, obviously.

But it was the same balcony. The same chairs outside.

The same window.

The sky wasn’t so pink… it was more golden.

Fading into the night.

The clouds were spotty and rugged, like a carpet across the sky…

slowly… slowly… moving.

You wouldn’t have thought it, not unless you were watching them. But sure enough, minute by minute, the sky changed. It grew dimmer. The clouds shifted.

The cycle of nature that we know too well, was acting in accordance.

Mother Nature. Our natural certainty. No matter what else is going on, we can depend on her to bring us light, allow darkness to fall when the world needs rest, and show us her moods through the sunshine that beams down on our faces, to the rain that patters gently on the rooftops, and the wind that can howl and take down trees.

She is definitive.

And I lay there, watching the sunset come down upon me on this angle, reminded once again that there is so much world…

And so little, US.

Perspective. β™₯

#1537 Day 39 of getting there: old school coffee

As might be expected at this time of life, I ran out of my first item today, amidst the corona isolation.

And it was, brace yourself, a truly NECESSARY item.

Coffee beans!

(SHOCK! HORROR!)

Obviously I am kidding (or am I?) being all first-world problem, but today was the first day I truly felt the inconvenience of being unable to jump in a car and run down to pick up something like a whole bag of beans, ripped out of my grasp.

So as I stood there, clearly without, I decided to raid the cupboard… surely I had some kind of coffee in there, right?

I mean I had the instant coffee stuff. And Hubbie made a mean instant coffee, not that he was there… but I knew what he did and what his process was, and I was willing to recreate it if I didn’t find anything in my search.

In fact it was like killing two birds with one stone. I’d been meaning to give the pantry a massive re-sort and tidy up, in the process checking use-by dates and chucking stuff that didn’t serve a purpose anymore.

I came across two bags. One was ground Macedonian coffee, use by…?

2017.

Throw.

The next one was a Turkish coffee, you know, those rectangle-type packets that are hard like a brick? Yeah those ones. This was the Negrita brand, and when I turned it upside down I found…

2018.

Damn it.

Because I couldn’t see anything else in my vision,Β I immediately went to ask my right-hand woman what she thought.

Right-hand woman being Google.

“Can you use unopened ground coffee past the use-by date?”

The general consensus was it would be fine to drink… but it wasn’t worth it.

Because it would taste like shit.

Throw.

Okay, so fine. It was going to be the instant coffee. I would be fine.

Sure I would be fine. It would taste great.

Fine.

But then I went to the pantry, and something next to the big packet of sugar in the corner of the cupboard caught my eye…

Another foreign packet?

A coffee packet?

Ground coffee it WAS. Grinders. I sighed.

‘This one will have an expiry of 2019, surely.’

It would be another throw.

I turned it over unenthusiastically, looking for a date, and found –

‘Use by 12/2020.’

WHAT? That was later this year!

I actually jumped for joy! Baby girl walked in and found me clutching the packet of ground coffee like it was gold.

Oh this iso is doing crazy things to us.

So, I went old school.

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I took my little pot out and added sugar, coffee, water, and then waited as it came to the boil.

There was something beautiful about the process. There was no automatic machine grinding the beans, with milk and caffeine coming out of stainless steel spouts at different intervals.

It was slow. Measured. It felt a bit like the stage of life we are in. Where we are forced to slow down, take it easy, and step back from the rush, the convenience, the instant-gratification of life that we have grown so used to.

I then sat down with my coffee, and my Anzac bikkie from yesterday’s baking…

And I slurped.

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Ahh.

You know what the funny thing is? I did that turning over the coffee cup thing where the grounds run down the cup to the saucer so that you can ‘read’ your future…

I usually have several, if not 7 or 8 lines running out of my cup, they are considered ‘paths’…

Today, I had one main one.

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That’s because now with corona, I ain’t going no where!

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But soon, maybe soon, I will have a big path… that’s what my old school coffee told me anyway. πŸ˜‰

#1535 Day 37 of getting there: Once upon a time…

[INSERT MORGAN FREEMAN VOICEOVER]

Once upon a time there was a girl who loved movies.

She loved all kinds of stories actually, the kind she could make up in her head…

The types she could escape to in a book…

And then the ones that would show her another world and reality through visual form.

That girl devoured stories when she could, but alas life took its hold on her and she soon found herself pushing the pursuit of other worlds to the side, to do, you know…

LIFE.

But then –

PLOT TWIST.

One day, this big virus took over the world, forcing everyone to stay at home. Isolation was the name of the game, and if you didn’t abide by the rules, you could die.

And then the most strangest thing happened.

One day she got a message from her cable TV provider, Foxtel. And they said that since they couldn’t provide her (well really her Hubbie) with the sports they so eagerly paid for month after month due to her aforementioned Hubbie’s NBA obsession, (like I said, the virus took over the world, including the sporting arena) they would instead provide them with –

UNLIMITED MOVIES.*

(Terms and Conditions apply, for 2 months only, *unlimited meaning the movie channels provided by us, the supplier Foxtel).

She jumped and leapt for joy, knowing these channels would save her arse on hard days and nights, and it also became an instant babysitter while she was balancing homeschooling with her sudden work from home duties.

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And the girl and her family lived happily ever after, taking in all the movies they could within the expiry date…

But that’s not all.

One night they sat down to watch one from the Premiere channel, called Once Upon a Time in Hollywood.

The girl was soooo excited, because she had watched it the previous year and loved it, and had been hanging to watch it with her Hubbie because she was sure that he would love it too.

So they did. They started to watch it one night in April, and then on the 28th of that month they watched the second part of that movie (they could break it down into parts because it was recorded, you see).

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And even though they are still in the middle of it and haven’t reached the end, they are loving this story.

You see, the girl knows what will happen, and thinks her Hubbie will love it… meanwhile her Hubbie is concerned that fiction will imitate real-life events, and therefore thinks he might not like the end, even though he is thoroughly enjoying watching the character Cliff (Brad Pitt).

The movie hasn’t ended for them. Even when it does, it will be the beginning. Of discussion, thoughts, replaying scenes, online research…

And then the next movie will come along. And once again they will be at the start of another story…

“Once Upon a Time…”

THE END BEGINNING.

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#1521 Day 23 of getting there: Back to the Future

It felt as if time stood still for about 2 hours tonight, as we all sat down to watch a movie on the couch.

Well, time didn’t really stand still. If we did anything with time, we manipulated it.

That’s right… it was Back to the Future time!

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Pardon the overly obvious pun, but I HAD TO. After coming across the second installment of this classic 80s trilogy the other night on TV and watching the second half of it, Hubbie came home from work today actually wanting to watch the first one!

What? He wanted to watch a movie, and it was one of my faves???

I didn’t ask twice.

The box set came out!

Even baby girl got involved, and was actually intrigued for most of it, though she kept saying she liked the character of Duck best… when I told her it’s actually Doc, she said “no not Doc, Duck, the other guy!”

Time travelling movies are kind of hard to explain to a 6 year-old. I just ended with…

“It’s a bit tricky honey. You call him duck if you like.”

Ha!

Daggy pun or not, it was amazing as we all sat together to pause life, if only a bit… as we questioned the past… pondered the present… and made room for a better future. β™₯

#1501 Day 3 of getting there: the new tooth

It’s hard to believe it, but yes…

LIFE DOES GO ON during this coronavirus crisis.

And it’s really good to be reminded of that, as much as possible.

For example, we were happy and excited when baby girl lost her third tooth today!

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Hooray!

Even MORE shocking about the whole event… it happened during dinner time.

She swallowed it.

She didn’t even realise it was gone!

By the time I saw the gap in her gums, and started yelling “spit out your food, spit out your food!”

It was too late!

Baby girl couldn’t care less. She’s more concerned as to whether the tooth fairy will still visit in absence of a tooth near her pillow…

I love having things like this take me to another place, and keep me distracted from all the doom and gloom.

A missing tooth. Huh. Who knew it could hold such power?

(Please tell me my child isn’t the only one who has swallowed a tooth…!)

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#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.

#1482 Happiness where I didn’t expect

I am really happy.

I’m in a good place, and if anyone told me working would make me happy, I would have laughed… in your face.

But working, really is making me happy.

I feel wanted. Useful. I am being productive in so many ways. I am doing something for myself, something for my family, and something for a workplace…

It’s the last thing I expected, yet at the same time it is exactly the thing I needed.

Huh. When life gives you what you need, without you even realising it… I do have to wonder at who is pulling the strings out there.

It cements to me even more, that everything happens for a reason… and everything happens, when it is MEANT to. β™₯

#1476 Together again

I don’t think I realised just how much I missed them all, until I saw them all today.

I’m talking about my family… my WHOLE family.

Cousins, aunties, uncles, kids, people who aren’t my blood technically but who I still faithfully call “cousin.”

And making it sweeter, having my parents, and sis and bro-in-law in the mix.

Age, gender, cultural ethnicity… it’s all irrelevant. We all blend and merge seamlessly into one. I talk to my younger cousins as easily as I do with my uncles, or the 3 year-old birthday girl.

We are all in such different stages of life, and it makes catch-ups like tonight that much more interesting. Either someone is plowing through work, looking for work, or thinking of finishing up work. Some are raising young kids, others teens, while others still are free now that their brood are independent of them.

Some are retired, enjoying the good life in the garden.

Some holiday a couple times a year.

Some are dreaming of their next holiday (um, us? πŸ˜‚)

We get along, but we also argue. We shit-stir, and we agree to disagree.

And although there’s so much separating our very specific and individual lives, there’s one major factor unifying us all.

And that’s family.

We were together for a kid’s birthday today. And not ‘kid’s birthday’ in the literal sense… although there was rainbow cake, pink balloons, dress-ups and a jumping castle…

But there was so much noise. Rowdiness. Gee we can be f$#&ing loud! Anyone passing by outside would be forgiven in thinking it was anything but a kid’s birthday party.

We are passionate, yet we still have our problems. Health problems, kid problems, work problems and just generally, LIFE problems.

We share all this to lighten our load, then we smile. Eat some cake and drink some wine.

Go home full in our bellies and our hearts.

Because we are family.

And gee, I missed them. ❀