#1557 Day 59 of getting there: a day for my book

I go from one hat, to another hat, to another hat.

ALL DAY LONG.

Work hat. Mum hat. Teacher hat. Cleaner hat. Chef hat. Pet owner hat. Wife hat. Washing hat. (Did I say cleaner hat?)

Emotional hat. Maintenance hat. Finance hat.

Where is my ‘me’ hat?

Sure we are in lockdown, but all it means for me is I’m doing everything from home now, instead of leaving the house for things that I used to.

It’s now the work and the home schooling, as well as trying to do all of the normal everyday tasks that keep the house running,

I jump from one thing to another thing to another thing, all without taking a breath.

Overwhelmed is an emotion I am all too familiar with.

I asked myself the other night “where is my ‘me time'”?

Sure, I do this at night. Everyone goes to sleep. I blog, I journal.

Other times I am so spent I watch my guilty pleasure Bold and the Beautiful on repeat, or just scroll aimlessly through social media.

But then, that other big question… the question that I’m sure A LOT of us has thought at one point or another during this lockdown…

What is it for?

What is the point? Where am I placing my valuable time, and is it leading me in the direction I want to go?

Or have I fallen into routine, and need to be reminded of that which makes my heart sing?

What about my book?

Yeah, MY BOOK. That thing I was working on ’til early this year, which I then left because ‘feedback overload!’ All well and good, but with so long a break, it was time to ask the question again.

‘What about my book?’

A new plan. A new decision. A new routine.

A new hat. A writing hat. 🙂

Wednesdays was now going to be my BOOK day.

It doesn’t matter how much (or how little) I spend working on my novel… but from now on, I’m going to be announcing to the house my intentions, and ordering them all to leave me alone for as long as they can muster!

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Today it was about 80 minutes… not bad. It was baby steps. I first had to remind myself of where I was at, re-reading feedback from writing pals, and taking notes to ‘up the ante’ of my story.

Even if I do one line, each Wednesday…

I am doing something. I need to be easy on myself. I know how I work.

Life can get away from us. But if I can try stick to this new routine, all my Wednesdays will surely amount to something.

They will amount to much more, than doing nothing.

#1515 Day 17 of getting there: Supporting small business – the fairy house

I am always on the lookout for ideas to keep baby girl busy at home, now that we are in the middle of this indefinite isolation period.

So I love when I find ideas that are not only fantastic, but support small business too.

Insert, Billie’s Place.

They’ve joined other businesses in creatively looking for ways to keep running by providing certain home deliveries to customers in the light of shop lockdowns happening all around.

I found out about these mail-out fairy houses on social media… and thought it was a fabulous idea. I jumped on board and ordered one for my own fairy princess.

Today, on this still and sunny Autumn’s day, we set about putting it together.

Painting.

Gluing.

Decorating!!!

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It was the perfect hump-day activity… though to be honest, every day kind of feels like hump day at the moment, right?

Here’s some more sparkle.

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And done. It was as much fun for us, watching baby girl’s excited expression as she got creative and added bling and greenery everywhere, and anything that makes us forget what is going on in the world right now… is priceless.

Fairy houses are pretty magical like that. 😉

#1473 Double the treats with Hubbie

You know what’s great about having coffee with a loved one?

Two coffees… means two treats.

(Or in our case, 2 and a half 😉🤷‍♀️)

But whereas I’ve been good and going for simple, health-ier nibblies (like a tahini biscuit, for example) Hubbie doesn’t hold back, and goes for let’s say, a Portuguese tart.

Like today.

But… the custard was too eggy for him…

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So I ate it.

Nom nom nom.

Just so you know, I’m going really well in my new routine and sticking to my guns, but sometimes you just gotta say “YES!” to the custard… 🍮

#1402 We love Selling Houses

Ha ha. Did that word trickery grab your attention?

To be honest, we don’t have the patience to be doing selling houses as a hobby.

So, we send up watching other people do it…

on TV.

Selling Houses Australia. It’s a show we watch on the lifestyle channel, and it’s become a bit of a weeknight habit, especially on Tuesdays where it leads into hubbies Wednesday day off.

It’s absolutely captivating. You meet some people, who’ve had some run of bad luck in trying to sell their house… something like, a house filled with too much wood that puts off potential buyers… a house with 5 entrances… or a reno that’s lasted 20 years too long.

The team come in, renovate, and it usually sells!

Seeing the transformation gives us plenty of ideas for our own home, comparing the before and after is spectacular, and of course, who doesn’t like ‘tsk tsk tsking’ at mistakes others have made? 😂

But don’t watch it… not unless you wanna be SOLD.

🤣🤣🤣

#1382 Brunch and Beach

This Wednesday after dropping off baby girl at school, Hubbie and I first brunched at this amazing hipster-vegan-beachy cafe on the best end of Main Street (ah, the water end of course ;))…

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And it was delicious and filling and sweet but HEALTHY. And we sipped coffee and read the paper and it was bliss. 🙂

Then I took him on an adventure.

A while ago I wandered a different path out of curiosity. It was close to home and I turned here, there and everywhere, ending up at three different lookouts to the Port Phillip Bay.

It was amazing. I did it alone and it was somewhat terrifying since I didn’t know where I was going, but it was thrilling at the same time.

I took him there after brunch.

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Some of my fave quotes of his:

“You walked here, BY YOURSELF???”

“Just stop for a moment… stand here… breathe in. Can you smell the sea salt?”

“Another lookout?”

It was a really lovely mini adventure we had, and I was happy to show him something I had discovered… on my own. And now, it is ours.

 

#1340 Our Wednesday brunch

It was a little more than just coffee after we dropped off baby girl at school this morning.

What the hell.

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Looks delicious right? AND totally healthy. We headed on down to Store Fifteen on Main Street, one of my fave places for both coffee and healthy/scrumptious treats.

Healthy/scrumptious? Yes that is such a thing.

We shared the above toast, which was all seeded firstly, topped with some kind of nut butter which I suspect was cashew cream, with the final tier being bananas, strawberries, and decent sprinklings of cinnamon, and MORE seeds.

And then some grass… they do cater to the health-conscious after all.

So easy, so simple, so basic is my gratitude today… yet it is a luxury I wish for everyone to have at their disposal, whenever the need/want/passion arises. ♥

#1335 To market, to market

Until I moved here, I didn’t realise how much I enjoyed one very particular thing.

MARKETS. On the Mornington Peninsula, they are abundant in their offerings.

They happen all the time. Every weekend you will find a market happening somewhere. There are seasonal markets, monthly market, and even weekly markets.

The Mornington Wednesday Market occurs on the Main Street every hump day, rain hail or shine.

The Mt Eliza Farmers Market is held on the 4th Sunday of each month.

And then you’ll find something like the Emu Plains Market in Balnarring, open once-monthly on Saturdays through the warmer months, and then hibernates their stalls, food trucks and jumping castle, over Winter.

So many markets. 

There are specialty markets that appear at the same time each year, and there are also new markets being created ALL THE TIME.

I personally, love it.

And yet I nearly missed today’s one. Thank God for social media. Facebook gave me a reminder last night, and so after picking up baby girl from school, we freshened up at home before heading down the road to the –

Soul Market. Yep.

This one is held once, maybe twice yearly. It’s a smaller venue, but so close to us, that if I knew I wouldn’t have to drag a tired baby girl home once all was looked at and oohed and ahhed, we could have a really good walk up and back from there.

We walked the rooms, shared some twisted potatoes, and enjoyed the fact, that hell, it was Friday.

For a small market, it was really high in quality with what I was presented with. I saw a lot of beautiful and special things, and, I couldn’t help myself…

I bought things. 🤭

Can you blame me? I happened across a row of Vintage dresses with the price tag of $25 tagged on the top of the clothes rack, and then I spied a really cute and fun dress, and a familiar tag…

Alannah Hill.

For $25???

I didn’t even try it on. I put it on later at home. 😉

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And that other item there? Natural deodorant. I have seen these things around lately in many forms and brands, and so when I saw the lovely lady there with pamphlets in hand and ready to offer demonstrations (and apply all the different kinds to my skin, now that is personal service!) I was more than ready to buy.

It was a nice and slow afternoon wind-down, a wind-down from this week, this month, and this cold weather…

And to think, I could possibly do it all again, as soon as this Sunday.

Because it’s the Mornington Racecourse Market. 🤷‍♀️🤣