#1864 The coffee spot

So, I love coffee, right?

But sometimes, I drink it, even though I don’t really feel like it… I do it out of habit.

I think, that might be called what we say, an addiction?

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Yeah, FINE. I have a coffee addiction. Oh well. ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ

But this morning while out to have our Wednesday morning ‘us time’ coffee, Hubbie and I actually had, an AMAY-ZING coffee.

It just hit the spot. Completely. I had a scone on the side too, and just the combination, with the strong yet smooth coffee was…

Mmmm hmmmm.

Hubbie was even mumbling in agreement as he drank his coffee and ate his doughnut, doing the ๐Ÿ‘Œ sign and EVERYTHING!

Ahh. Good times. Coffee times. ๐Ÿ’–โ˜•

#1767 To start and end the day

I calculate that Hubbie and I lost 3 and a half months of ‘coffee Wednesdays’ due to covid.

2021 owes us.

This was our first coffee today, but also, our last one together, solo together, for the year!

WAAA! And,

YAY!

Sad the solo ‘us time’ ends (for now) but so glad that holidays are almost here.

COUNTDOWN.

And yet the holiday vibe, the gatherings are already well and truly beginning. Hubbie had his work get together tonight, and after we dropped him off, I was like –

“I ain’t cooking tonight!”

So baby girl and I got the ultimate in junk food…

YEP. You guessed it.

THE BIG M.

You don’t need a pic, you know how it looks…

Oh stuff it.

Ha ha. Just as surely as we know what McDonalds is all about, just as surely I felt a bit sick after eating it.

Yep. My body just isn’t used to it anymore, which is a good thing.

But… but today was all about letting go, going with the flow, and just letting things slide…

You really do need to let things SLIDE during Christmas time, don’t you?

๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ…

#1753 Wednesdays with Hubbie

We don’t have much of these left, so we have to enjoy them as much as we can.

What am I talking about? Why adult, couple, alone time.

Our morning coffee starts are always chilled, inspiring and enlightening, but when they come with your lucky number (i.e. 7) you just know it’s going to be a good day.

Or, a great one. ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

Parents, only 2 weeks left after this one ends… brace yourselves…!

#1732 Day 234 of getting there: Mother’s Beach

This is likely a place I would take you, if you visited my hometown.

Mother’s Beach.

With seagulls swarming, grey skies after the humidity that was last night, and waves splashing with strength against the shore, it was still beautiful.

I find myself being drawn to the water, now more than ever before. Hubbie and I had our Wednesday morning coffee after dropping off baby girl at school…

And then we wandered.

It was only 5, 10 minutes. We walked down, watched the waves, felt the fresh air coming in from the water, and eyed the seagulls warily as they flocked above.

But, it was enough.

There’s some beautiful clarity that comes from Mother Nature when you immerse yourself in her. When you feel sad, confused, or just need strength… connect to the land, the sea, the air and the elements, and you will feel all the better for it.

Even grey skies. Even them.

#1716 Day 218 of getting there: getting better, in 3s

Victoria got some great news today.

Finally, a light. ๐Ÿ’ก

Things will be reopening from this Wednesday!

That was something really great to lighten the day.

On another more personal note… I bit the bullet.

I took a step today, made an important decision to move my life forward.

It hasn’t been easy, but I am finally HERE. I am finally here at the point where I’m done with the bullshit, and I’m ready to get rid of the fear and just jump into the deep end.

There are life rafts anyway.

But, on the surface, more widely and publicly… I am also grateful for Hubbie’s birthday. Clearly, things are not normal AS YET, so it was a very low-key birthday for him, especially since he was working…

We even got a small, low-key cake.

But, like with these last 7 months…

WE’LL MAKE UP FOR IT.

Low-key or not, the cake was kinda perfect. Exactly what we needed, just for us.

Can you see the cheeky monkey in the background, eyeing it off? ๐Ÿคจ

Hmmm. ๐Ÿคฃ

#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. ๐Ÿ™‚

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. ๐Ÿ˜‰

#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 ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ)

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… ๐Ÿฎ