I woke a bit later today. By the time I came downstairs it was 7.30am.
I set the fire in the stove, lit my candles and settled down to my Donna Ashworth, Words to Live By….. for her journal prompt of the day.
I found today’s a bit harder to answer and I have to be honest and say I’ve felt a little out of sorts for the rest of the day.
That’s why it’s a great process, to get you thinking.
One of the ladies in the journaling group saw this on a tour or Christmas lights. I pinched it and must keep remembering it my word of the month.
I also wrote a very short story as part of my Winter Writing Sanctuary. I meant to say that she’s has asked us not to post about the detail as she would rather people just joined her free course at Do What You Love. I’m not sure my little ditty was worthy of sharing anyway although Craig said it was good.
So the next thing you know, it’s only 8.30 and I start on the kitchen. that was not my plan but I always work best on tasks when I sheepish myself!
Buying stuff has not made me happy in life but I’ve only realised that on the last year or so.
We have amassed so much over the years. I’ve felt like I kept moving things from room to room, no more!
Getting rid of things makes me over the moon with happiness. Deliriously happy.
Now there’s not a massive amount of difference but the cupboards are all clean inside and I threw out the noodles best before December 2021, among other things.
I got a bit upset when I broke a shelf as it fell off the wall in one of the cupboards.
Our house is old and these things happen. If we had all the money in the world there would be a new roof and a new kitchen but that’s not for today.
It’s hard in my strive for everything to be “just so”. There are dogs that will make things dirty and there is the age of the house which means things that need repaired that can’t always be fixed immediately. (it wasn’t about the shelf which can be fixed!)
I had a rush of anger and frustration and few tears… so I decided to go for a shower and take myself away from the things that were stressing me.
It did the trick.
I also made myself an Italian hot white chocolate…. Had it in Gran’s cup that I keep trying to give to charity, and Craig keeps taking it back out 😆
Bhru has her tongue sticking out again. 🤪
So tonight is the last night of 17 days off work.
17 whole day days seem to have passed in a flash, yet I feel like I’ve been off for ages.
I’ve had such a good break. I haven’t even had to consult my list of things to do when your bored on a day off 😆
I’ve managed to do so much and yet I feel like I’ve had a rest as well.
I saw the above and laughed…. I used to hate January. I would see it as doom and gloom. This doesn’t bother me anymore.
I’m approaching it very differently this year.
Every day is just as important as the next so I have 360 left his year to really live and try to make as equally special as each other.
They all count.
Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️
The Rambling Sloth 🦥 