Wednesday 14 February 2018
Valentines Day
What a lovely day....
It rained all day but there was sunshine in my heart.
I met with a special girl friend who gave me a bunch of Cornish anemones for Valentines and a box of wild mushrooms (reduced in the local green grocer) so how lucky am I? What a sweetheart.
We chatted for ages over very good mocha and a vegan breakfast bun....I did say it would have been better with a fried egg on top but we'd met in a vegan café (friend is vegetarian) so I sucked it up.
A good mooch around the local charity shops followed. I was tempted with much but bought nothing.
I'd had an intentionally frugal January and decided to follow it with a frugal February. Just trying to re-set my spending as I have a cottage to fix up.
There is a real fire burning in my hearth and I'm feeling quite comfy and settled. In fact I'm so relaxed that I've lost the omphh to decide what's for dinner. Goodness knows I watch enough YouTube vlogs about 'what we had for dinner' that I really should have some sort of plan. I don't have a telly so am inclined to spend a bit too much time following other peoples lives. That's sortakindalike why I'm doing this blog. I want and need to be living my own life.
My next project is to learn how to upload photographs to liven up this little blog.
I'm off work for the next 4 days and the forecast is dry!!!
Lovely old job.
Monday 12 February 2018
Tempus fugit
Whoosh...what was that?
Time flying by.
Well, only (almost) a year to write another post!
Note to self...must do better.
And I had some nice comments too from people whose blogs I read and greatly admire. Shame on me for not replying. I have been rather busy though.
I have a nice, shiny new laptop and am taking a deep breath and starting again.
What a year it has been. I have indeed moved to Cornwall in the far west of the country. It's lovely but I am still struggling to feel 'at home'. I've bought a little terraced town cottage and am mortgage free and for that, I'm very grateful. I've completely underestimated some important things though.
This little house needs a lot of work and I have much less energy that I used to. I'd ignored completely that fact that I'm not 26. I will be 60 this year!
And Cornwall is wet. It rains and rains and rains. Or there is mist and mizzle.
So it's damp.....paint takes ages to dry, laundry takes ages to dry. I never thought I would be the owner of a dehumidifier. And I've got a rather super-duper clothes airer.
Wednesday 1 March 2017
A blog of my own!
Well, hello!
I have read so many wonderful and inspirational blogs over recent times that I thought I'd write a blog of my own. I've thought about it and thought about it......it's the first of March 2016 and I'm finally doing it. I can't promise it will be 'wonderful' or 'inspirational' but I'm going to do it anyway.
I'm on the cusp of big changes in my little life. I'm living with a lifetime of decisions, some good, some not so good but I made them and I can live with the outcomes. Now I want to live a different life. One that's more mindful, with direction and intent. More DOING. Whatever my future decisions will be, I'm just going to get on and do things anyway.
I've spent a lot of time recently NOT doing things. I've spent so much time NOT doing things that I'm utterly fed up with myself. I've bored myself witless. I've read endlessly what other folk are doing in their lives, pored over their blogs with vicarious pleasure. Now I'm going to write one of my own and be one of the doers. The aim (no more aimlessness) of this blog, is that it will serve as a both a personal diary and a place where I can be accountable to myself.
So, I am going to do things and have already made a life changingly big decision, almost scaring myself into a state of inertia in the process. But, perhaps fortunately, other people and things are involved, including lawyers and money, which has kept the momentum slowly going forward.
I'm moving house. I've sold up and am packing up. I'm moving 'home' to Cornwall from Kent where I've sortof washed up, literally as well as metaphorically. I feel washed up and washed out but I'm not done yet. Not yet! The wisdom of my decision to sell up and move is questionable on many levels but what the heck...I'm going to do it anyway!
Now, lets work out how hard this blogging malarkey really is. I suspect it's a bit like working on a supermarket checkout, not quite as easy as it looks. I'm still going to do it anyway.
I have read so many wonderful and inspirational blogs over recent times that I thought I'd write a blog of my own. I've thought about it and thought about it......it's the first of March 2016 and I'm finally doing it. I can't promise it will be 'wonderful' or 'inspirational' but I'm going to do it anyway.
I'm on the cusp of big changes in my little life. I'm living with a lifetime of decisions, some good, some not so good but I made them and I can live with the outcomes. Now I want to live a different life. One that's more mindful, with direction and intent. More DOING. Whatever my future decisions will be, I'm just going to get on and do things anyway.
I've spent a lot of time recently NOT doing things. I've spent so much time NOT doing things that I'm utterly fed up with myself. I've bored myself witless. I've read endlessly what other folk are doing in their lives, pored over their blogs with vicarious pleasure. Now I'm going to write one of my own and be one of the doers. The aim (no more aimlessness) of this blog, is that it will serve as a both a personal diary and a place where I can be accountable to myself.
So, I am going to do things and have already made a life changingly big decision, almost scaring myself into a state of inertia in the process. But, perhaps fortunately, other people and things are involved, including lawyers and money, which has kept the momentum slowly going forward.
I'm moving house. I've sold up and am packing up. I'm moving 'home' to Cornwall from Kent where I've sortof washed up, literally as well as metaphorically. I feel washed up and washed out but I'm not done yet. Not yet! The wisdom of my decision to sell up and move is questionable on many levels but what the heck...I'm going to do it anyway!
Now, lets work out how hard this blogging malarkey really is. I suspect it's a bit like working on a supermarket checkout, not quite as easy as it looks. I'm still going to do it anyway.
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