#476 The Joy of Jumping

Today was a fabulous day. And the most of it was spent at home.

My wish of having a real low-key, family-fuelled and catch-up weekend at home was fulfilled these last two days. Last night was super-chilled, and likewise it was all about us three even before the blinds were opened on this lazy Sunday morning.

Cuddling in bed, even taking silly selfies! Laying about ’til 10am.

Then doing not only a fun but family-oriented task, but ticking off a huge, massive, GINORMOUS to-do that has been staring at us in the face since we packed the 3 large boxes into the garage about 3 months ago.

We finally put together baby girl’s trampoline.

It’s not that we didn’t want to – as always, it was lack of time and opportunity. Always busy, always working. You need two people to construct it, and finding a spare 2 hours to do it, when we didn’t already have plans or there was something more pressing, especially in light of daylight savings ending (pardon the pun), was proving really, really hard.

But today… we did it. 3 hours worth of constructing, some light snacks in between, baby girl stealing springs from us, and then nearly screwing up the poles in the final installation… but we did it baby.

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This girl, is going to jump to the sky in that thing. It’s not just the fact that I’m so grateful this big job is finally complete, but that huge yellow thing in our backyard, is tangible proof that today was enjoyed by all.

It was actually, the BEST day.

#475 Saturday Night In no.2

Last weekend, I was absolutely HANGING to get to this weekend.

Birthday bash? Big par-tay? Night out with girls? Wait, no – night out with Hubbie?

No, no, no, and NO.

I’ve been looking forward to this weekend, all week, because all I’ve really wanted to do was nothing.

Absolutely, positively, NOTHING.

I have embraced Winter in its entirety and officially started hibernating, you may think. And this is part true. In fact, a post about how great Winter is will follow in due course (true story).

But all I wanted this weekend, was to have no plans. Nothing to do. Nothing to rush and be busy about. I’m actually feeling quite anti-social, in that I’ve been looking forward to nothing else but hanging out and spending some quality time with Hubbie and baby girl. The madness of May, with all of its big celebrations and festivities, and just as many stresses and headaches, although all for a good cause, has just left me tired. Just needing me time. Just needing, ME, to do NOTHING.

Just for a little while. I know that in a week or so, or a few if this cold perseveres, I’ll be up and at it again, and partying just as hard as any 21 year old, as hyped up as any kid that’s just eaten a bag full of smarties, and buzzing just as hard as a beekeeper’s pants. I assume they buzz sometimes, you know.

But tonight, was bliss. It was so much nothing, that it really was the perfect remedy for any previous party sores and shenanigans.

I made a herbal tea when I got home from work, and sat with baby girl on my lap, watching Paw Patrol. She leant her head back against me as we sat watching animated dogs on TV. I breathed.

Later we got takeaway – where along with my Pad Thai I snuck in some cheeky Nutella Puffs (basically deep-fried pastry filled with a slab of yours truly), and along with a delicious glass (or two, or more) of 2014 cab sav, I inhaled. Again.

Later again, baby girl sat on the couch with me after I had taken a hot shower, and now while watching Dora, leant her head on my shoulder. Awww 🙂

A picture perfect night. Just what the doctor ordered. And still, the night ain’t over yet…

 

#472 Tea made for me

“Hey, can you do me a favour?” I asked Hubbie. I had just been welcomed by him and Anna from Arendelle, otherwise known as baby girl in Frozen costume, and she had let me go for long enough to take off my shoes and change into trakkies.

“Yeah?”

“Can you make me a camomile tea?”

Hubbie’s face said it all, though he did not say it out loud: ‘what’s wrong with your hands?’ Instead he smiled and said sure, and headed off to the kitchen. All I had been talking about since the day before even going to work, was how I was going to sit on the couch and do NOTHING once I got home.

He came back shortly with a steaming mug of tea, and in the .5 seconds that I was able to sit back and enjoy it before baby girl got me up, looking out towards the water, well, it felt good.

#463 The calm after the Partay no. 2

It was so nice, just to be.

No rushing. No pressure to get things done by a certain time. No anxiety. No stress. No intense planning and strategy to cram as much into one day as possible.

No. Just a casual grocery shopping trip with baby girl. Some lunch. Cleaning. Washing. Putting away stuff that has been piling up. Sorting her old clothes away. Sweeping some leaves. Sitting out in the yard, on a glorious day where Autumn was trying her damn hardest to remind us of impending Spring, watching baby girl simultaneously manoeuvre both her scooter and Dora the Explorer bike, while I sat and looked towards the beach end, the huge tree we have prominently in my vision with its pretty pink flowers.

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Nothing to remind me of what has passed, of all the stresses and intensity gone… except for the cakes in my kitchen.

Today was a great day. So calm, so peaceful, and right now, I can’t get enough.

#441 No-work Monday

Tonight I am happy in the knowledge of anticipatory delight… .that is, I’m anticipating the delight of NO WORK tomorrow.

No work on Monday.

I know must of you are probably hating on me right now. But take comfort in the knowledge that while all of you were having a lovely Sunday sleep-in today, I was getting up after 5 hours of sleep, being under the weather, and then driving in to work, to spend the WHOLE day of daylight here.

Yay. Seriously yay. Because I still get tomorrow off.

(Tee hee hee).

And if that gratitude is lacking in your scale of awesome gratitude stuff (unless you hate working on Mondays, and in that case that is your pinnacle right there), I might just throw back another pic of yesterday, when I met David.

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Yep. I MET DAVID BOREANAZ. It may just have to become a theme or something. The ‘I Met David’ theme.

Still delirious… can you tell?!?!

#418 Lazy-daze Sundays

Sleeping in ’til 9:30am, after averaging 5 to 6 hours of sleep the last few nights

Doing a family grocery shop together

Eating breakfast, lunch and dinner together

Small home improvements in the way of adding door stoppers around the house where necessary

Indulging in Easter cakes and chocolate-y goodness

Hot showers

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All these little moments have made this lazy Sunday, extremely blissful. I couldn’t be more grateful, to have just been doing not very much at all.

These moments with my family make me truly appreciative, and what’s best, it’s all the simple little every day routines and tasks that make our lives so special.

That is magic.

#403 Lengthened Night

It was already so much darker between the hour of 6:30 to 7 this evening.

That’s because this was our first night of non-Daylight Savings Time, after our clocks moved back one hour very early this morning.

I have written about this before. And so it surprised me that yet again, I gladly welcomed the end of Daylight Savings for another year.

This time last year, “I almost welcomed it”… those were my words. And obviously, I was grateful, grateful for the opportunity to hibernate like a bear and do nothing but sleep, eat, and write.

But this year, I wholeheartedly and vigorously embrace the darkness.

And it’s simply to do with the fact that I just need a break. I just need to slow down. I want to turn our attentions inward, literally, into our house, and chill, and think, and re-design when we can, and enjoy our family time together.

Not necessarily at the beach… but we can still have fun looking at the beach, and waving to pretend pirates on ships far, far away on the horizon.

That’ll do just fine. Now, excuse me as I go to bed.