Sometimes you do need a crane to drag the sun up...
Oh I could be the ultimate misery guts today, not that I haven't been in some ways. Nothing - absolutely nothing - has gone to plan. Not a good morning, grumpy pants fit well. 'scuse my french, but it shits me that I can't find that bloody oomfph because we leave the house on Friday and without a few things in the suitcase at least, well, we're screwed. Or naked and therefore likely to be screwed. *chuckles* Bad ~Mands!
Yes, yes - I am catastrophising just a little, but this headache will not go away and I know part of it is flu and part is withdrawal from meds. Plus I've been having late nights - and it all adds up. Yes, need to kick me up the butt if this would help with motivation, but its not. Also it would possibly end up hurting me in some way unexpected and then I would not be getting away from this miserable, cold, wet area of the world known to some as 'the coldest place'. Its 7.5c but the wind, rain and elements have it set at an ambient 1.2 and it is going down fast. *sniffs* No snow, only rain and wind. Come on snow - make the cold worth it with your pretty whiteness. It's expected overnight.
Well, I have made an attempt to get things into the Treasure Chest. I might just go for things that I don't care about losing the fee on, adding postage if things can't be collected is going to be the hassle. That will be things like this Avon, maybe some of the clothes, gifts still in boxes. Plus really, a garage sale is going to be a great way to go if and when it ever happens so this is the interim de-cluttering method of choice. Time does cost money - I guess. I really need to find the one that is a donation or unspecified amount. Yes, I think I mentioned that a few days ago. See - procrastination. Head is full. Need a holiday. You know, made a decision - through September we will be in organisation mode.
Its not about putting things off, for one thing, there has been progress in the kitchen. Good, almost total progress with emptying the cupboards, sorting, cleaning, washing the shelves, plastics and moving items away!! There are four baskets of Tupperware, waiting for a new storage unit to go in the renovated pantry - it is a goer. So that means the walls need removing, a shelf or two needs to go, a storage unit in, some door replacement (I have ideas for that, just need to know if it can work)
That means clothes that are clean can be folded, sized, favoured, cast aside, put away, photographed for selling and stored somewhere accessible. Start in the lounge/alcove; on to our bedroom - we affectionately call it Hiroshima, sometimes, other times in disgust, often frustration... Then there is the spare room *inserts horror music* It's not getting a look in before next week, September even - its already got an order, it's mostly boxes, clothes, boxes of clothes , it can all go...
Thanks to that little brain wave, the SmallBoy's clothes are set, my choices and options are being streamlined and reconsidered. Options requiring washing are currently being done so as a dark/jeans load, then a light/pales load. With no wood for fire until tomorrow, piss poor weather forecast, this can start drying before the firewood delivery tomorrow. So we delved into the holiday funds to heat the house, I just cant do the cold thing as it hurts too much to shiver, I can do things in the lounge room where the gas heater is, and here in the office with the oil heater, its a cold trip down the hall between the two - and the tantalising smell of a lamb roast is wafting through so I know I am going to need to brave the chill shortly. Sadly, no potatoes, so its just with veggies tonight. Bravely I washed the dirt & a bit of celery slosh from two carrots, so it roast carrots, broc, cauli, peas & corn. Yum. Might even make a gravy from the veggie water.
After dinner time will be spent putting items into suitcases, and out and back in. We are only taking two, SmallBoy's boogie-board fits, only a few changes required over separate groups of people, some warm, mostly spring wear with something warm to go over. Lovin' it. I am expecting the hotel to have towels, we will bring for the beach. Pack some foods, wine, things to share. I know last time everyone gave each other something, butterflies, angels, gems, jewels, (lolly) worms. I've decided to write a Glowie poem. Not one to share to you all just yet. Glowies' first. *grins*
Again, I prattle. So much northing and everything happening it is mental. Watched the Gruen Transfer - had to laugh. Its about conscripting 18yos to national services - this one's audience is definitely the parents. If I knew how to put youtube videos into this blog post I would - but I don't - so I can't.
What else can I whinge about? Nothing really - weather and health have been covered, everyone knows Centrelink are frustrating second only to Telstra and we dont really deal with Telstra any more. $2 per month - incoming and service type calls only, but with Skype, Husband on mobile and Node, care factor is zero. We saved close to $300 by changing his mobile plan AND he gets a new phone, which means I will too. His old one! Beats the little ol' Nokia I've had for around 8 years now. I use a mobile as intended, for calls, text and taking pics to send via email... None of this fancy mumbo jumbo. Plus the games are boring.
I also am about to save us $30k on the life of our mortgage if I get the rate dropped by 0.6-1.5%. Its sitting at 6.85% which is pretty good, its not a big amount so I think the bank's don't find this so attractive but if the cash rate is 4.2% and then 5.5% would be achievable. Anything else is cream. I must do this to the credit card - I had been doing this every six months or so before the laminactomy, bringing the rate down to 7% or less - but its crept up to 8.9% over the past three years of non-reminding. Must do that too. Where can I put in a list of things to do? Margin is getting a little long and loaded.
One thing I promised myself was to put up words of affirmation, positivity, goals and aims. Losing the old desktop lost my vision board, I must go back and get the original from my mate Oprah. She does have some cool tools (and total tools) on that website of hers...
Now - as I plan an early night and a good day starting at 730am, bright and sparkly, along with Husband feeling the same, it is time for the poem before bedtime. Feel like I've not been on top of that. And one day, 'someone' will say - interesting chickie. Love your lyrics. Can we use some? What a kicker that would be. Then the book. Oooh - got a great scene developing on paper. Hubba hubba, who knew I wrote bad so good!
The decision of Hawke McLastin
And Hawk held his lowly rod up high
His knees gripped the witch he mounted
This fight had barely just begun
Yet he knew all moments were counted
As a memory formed from a time long past
When he was but a wee lad
Drawn down by his mothers' evil words
The torture and death of his dad
He'd heard the tales so many times
Each time the fault of another
He wished they could have saved her pain
Stopped the lies said by his mother
But friends so dear to him as well
His brother lost, stopped fighting
Mother made sure her secret treasures held
Her poison tears fell with false crying
Soon mistruths were told of humans all
Friends, Family, all but she
Was corrupt, a cheat, not listening to her
Mother told Hawk it would be
Still Hawk, in his heart, saw true evil words
Spilling out the mouth of the whore
Today was the day trauma ended forever
His mother lay dead on the floor
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