#522 Kinder days no. 4

“Hooray!” shouted every single parent that existed, at the beginning of this week as term 3 commenced. “Hooray!”

I was one of them. I love baby girl, yet I also love my ‘me time,’ and was looking forward to spending time on my own-some once again.

It was terribly biting and windy, but THAT DIDN’T STOP ME this morning. I walked up and down the Main street, going into shops here and there and getting bits and pieces, as well as a bit of sticky-nose and research that was required.

Look for keep cup in tea/coffee shop – nope not in that one.

Check out pants for baby girl – not Wintery thick enough.

Check out possible cake at The Cheesecake Shop, for baby girl’s upcoming birthday – TBC…

Buy a tattslotto ticket

Go into party shop, ask about balloon deliveries.

Go into herb shop, and come out with brazil nuts at $50 a kilo (no really, there is a shortage and the Unicorn teeth are in at an impressive $59.95 a kilo!)

Take out $$$

Ask Vinnies if they want toy donations – yes they most definitely do.

Bread, groceries…

And ahh, the best moment in my everywhere-morning… THIS:

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For under $10, I got a sensational chai latte and nutty/seedy bar at a nearby cafe, both of which were delicious and filling, and kept me going for even more of the morning, well up until lunchtime. Again I was at the Corner Counter, where I had my first proper chai latte in Mornington a while ago, and so it made sense that I should go there again.

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The sun was shining brightly as I positioned myself by the window, read the daily paper, indulged in some delightful caf√© fare, and totally catered to myself. Catering to oneself, when oneself is also a ‘Mum,’ is more than an indulgence – its almost a necessity, something that must be done time and time again, to fill up ones reserves. Ones dealing with every life and crap and annoyances and jobs and chores and responsibilities and drama and stressed and everything reserves.

It was bliss, and I look forward to more fill up reserve days ūüôā

 

#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.

#448 Early night

So, it’s 11:40pm as¬†I write this. Clearly, I’M still up.

But, what makes the difference is I have had alone time since 10pm. This hasn’t happened in a LONG TIME.

For the first time in Forever… wait, I sound like a Disney movie. Start again.

For the first time in a LONG TIME, I managed to put baby girl down earlier than usual, since she missed her nap today, went to bed LATE last night, and also spent the previous night restless and unwell since she was complaining of a sore throat.

She went to bed with chills last night, she had two doses of medication during the day to thwart that and her sore throat off, and on top of all of that, being so unwell, she ate very little.

All in all, after her warm bath, she was tired. She was ready for bed.

So my reasons for being free don’t come from the best circumstance. But, now with her sound asleep (fingers crossed), I have been doing my thing –¬†drinking camomile, writing lists, messaging sis, journal writing, and googling, and I haven’t even finished yet.

Just¬†a bit more. A bit more of ‘me time.’ And then I too, will have an early night.

12am instead of 1am. It’s a Mum’s life.

#329 kikki.K Parcel

Now, if you’ve been following this blog or my smikg blog, you may have come across those above words a couple of times now.

Because when you receive a box like this, well you just have to place an order, again, and again, AND again.

I was desperate for my 2017 planner/calendar to hang up on our fridge again. I was not near a kikki.K for purchase of one at the start of the year, and not knowing when I would be, or how long it would take (and being severely impatient for one) I decided to just order the damn thing.

And a tape dispenser too. Because we are getting a new desk, so why not.

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Also, it meant free shipping. (kikki.K must love consumers like me).

Until 2017 kicked off I hadn’t really noticed how much I depended on the planner which had become a regular point of reference for us last year, and which had moved house with us,¬†helping us to stay somewhat organised amidst boxes, insanity, and heaps of bubble wrap.

When my 2016 planner came off the fridge on Jan 1st, I was at a loss. What? No dates to look forward to? When would I pay my bills? How could I know what was happening over the next week at a glance? How would I avoid double-booking an appointment when I didn’t have a handy reference for everything happening in our lives?

(Baby girl loves kikki.K boxes too)

I promptly received the parcel yesterday, in its signature HUGE box, and tonight I got the chance to start penning some dates, amounts, and events into the calendar. And it felt sooooo good.

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I love this planner. It is just the bomb.

(More kikki.K love here…. seriously, if any powers that be execs want to pay me for these posts, please, I would be more than happy to accept…)

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#173 Stillness

I have things to do. So many things that things will slip off my growing to-do list in forgetfulness, and remain a thing in another realm until I remember, and add that thing to my list, while more things pile up.

I am rambling. I am tired. I am exhausted. I am spent. I have agents, lenders on my recent calls list. Bags of birthday goodies and party favours for baby girl’s friends have been shoved under my bed. I’m thinking of my oven, and how no one will most likely see it¬†this¬†weekend, yet nonetheless I must clean it thoroughly inside out, just because.

This week will be madness. Cleaning, sorting, organising, last-minute buys. Repeat. Lists. More lists. Repeat.

And yet I sit here. I’ve just scanned a document for our Sea change house, sent it on, and I sit at¬†this desk in our study at an odd 45 degree angle, pushing the boundaries of proper desk ergonomics. And I can’t move. I sit here, awkwardly placed but still in peace, still quiet, still still. I am grateful for this moment of stillness, because¬†I know what is coming.

I think I’ll sit still here a little more.

 

#84 Ticking off annoying, long-standing, to-dos

You know those pesky jobs you just keep putting off because you’d much rather be like, buying clothes, having a coffee, going to the park, or really doing anything else in the world other than that?

We got a few of those annoying jobs done today, which made us feel great. They’ve been on the to-do list for weeks, months, and another, years.

The ‘weeks’ one: get another car seat cover for the passenger side of the new car – done.

The ‘months’ one: get a leather couch cleaner for all the pen marks ‘artistically’ applied by baby girl, also required just as a general clean for the couches we’ve had for 7 years – done.

The ‘years’ one: get a new toilet seat (do I need to discuss why? Let’s just say it was¬†necessary) – done.

Oh man it feels good to know these things are over with. It wasn’t that hard to do, we just needed to decide to buy these things, and follow through by subsequently getting off our arses and out the door. And the longer something stays on your to-do list, no matter how simple the task may be, the harder it actually becomes just due to the length of time it’s remained stuck on the list (mentioned in this Book Review¬†as well).

I’m grateful¬†these jobs are completed, and the satisfaction that followed ticking off said jobs is a relief… the car seat cover is in the car, but now we just need to clean the couches, and change the toilet seat… hmmm…

Another day. Baby steps.