Not technically, but for us it is.
Hubby is leaving on Monday so were doing it early. We’ve done this for the last few years he’s been mining and I grew up with it when we had the farm (Christmas Day was merely a day off from work).
Some people don’t get it, and I had one person say they were jealous they weren’t doing it -no reason why they couldn’t I said.
Anyway, I digress slightly. After two weeks from hell for both of us, and a arse ended start to the week, we are right on track. We’ve both been super productive, not run off our feet busy, but productive, getting things done. Today is Friday, and our Christmas market is on Sunday, so I have been getting everything organised for Xmas lunch and market day. I just want to put my feet up and sort out my new phone, but they won’t happen til next week, at least I can call and take messages. Oh, and the photos, amazing quality. One hundred time better than the last one, “what do you do most of the phone?” Blogs and photos. This was the phone for me then, after taking comparative pictures with the other option. The old phone has not gone to waste, it has become a pre paid for mr 14 til we can get him the fang dangled one he wants.
I have been furiously baking and making today. Baking food (another post soon) and making beady items.
I have been having a blast with this friendly plastic stuff, and now have lots of little stud earrings, mini bling rings, and hair clips with cool colours.
The market is also taking up a lot of time, between emails, phone calls, making sure we have enough people (we are starting to turn people away!!) driving around to put up and take down signage… it is always on my mind.
My mind is a bloody mess, touch wood, nothing has come out for the wrong person yet.
I have my first photo for the Sunday short story, but know there is no way I can work something up in the time I have spare (which is next to nil right now) so it will be available next week. It’s an odd one, it’ll take me the week to work this one out.
I am now enjoying a coffee, the dishes are done, but I still have to pack the car (setting up for market tomorrow morning before I have a few drinks), make alterations to a top, make sure the fridge is roomy for food and grog and make sure everything is in order. Thankfully it is not as hot as it was yesterday. Granted, I’ve lived worse, so it wasn’t too bad, but still makes you sluggish.
I’ll leave you with a picture of my new beady things – bling rings and stud earrings. The hot pink ones are for me.
Next post – Food Friday, a little Xmas baking and our menu.
Jen 🙂
A strange, but glorious spill of nuttiness.
I feel like I’ve neglected all my loyal readers. I’ve been so busy in the lead up to the market opening, and everything else, I’ve had no time to read any blogs, let alone comment and write my own. I have things to say, just no time to actually say it.
I’ve missed one day on my photo box, kind of on purpose. If I was comfortable of showing a picture of me looking rat shit then that would have been yesterday’s choice. I’ve missed taking photos, getting out and just wandering around.
I had a mini breakdown on Tuesday last week, and my partner in crime, was having hers last night. I know that on Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning I will be a stressed out mess, nothing that a drink or two won’t fix. And a good sleep.
We are fully booked for our first market, but now we need the people to come along. I’ve sorted ads for the local papers and this morning emailed off ads for radio stations – free community announcements are our friend. Lets hope they pay off.
Monday we put up signs, Tuesday I had a committee meeting for the local community centre, I’ve been de stashing beads, making orders, and attempting to keep the house in order. Thankfully hubby is home. Calms me down, but he can stress it with the best of them.
I’ve got stories in my head to write, pictures to take, posts to write, work, and socialising (gotta keep sane somehow). I’ve got loads of posts in my head, pity I don’t have time to write the idea, but I tend to write brilliant posts in head, and when the time comes to put it
on paperon screen, it just never comes out with the right words. Or, it is too long after the fact and I feel it’s not relevant anymore.My community centre work is not a huge lot at the moment, I am way too busy to do more than attend meetings – I had to turn down a sub committee last night for that reason. I know my limits. I tend to get ‘Westwinds head’ as it makes me think in a way I’m not used to. My partner said the market does that to her.
As I’m writing this, I just recognised that ‘putting pressure on myself’ thing. I was thinking abut making some new brooches, and then went “when will I have time?” Saturday is pretty well a write-off with market set up and family commitments, Friday? There might be a few hours, Thursday? Again, a couple of hours, but I have to also do house stuff, pack my own market boxes, and then probably spend half the day out in the city. At least I can write if I get the motivation to.
I’ve become a bit of a sludge monster. Beached whale. Feeling stodgy. Aside from a tad more exercise, I know what I need to do. I have to get back to the gym, but we are playing semi regular tennis. Although do what want, I’d have to play non stop for several hours. I looked at my diet, and it’s not that bad really.
I’m to a huge chippy or chocolate fan, soft drink in very little portions. Is even easier if its not in the house, I can’t eat it. M kids need to cut down on it as well.
My killer. Carbs. Toast, sangas (sandwiches), rolls, and then there’s the potato, rice and pasta. I’m or going to cut it all out, that would be a killer. But severely cut down on it. Tiny portions of the latter, and very little of the former. None for breakfast, and whole grain when I do. I’m working on a 3 week turn around initially so see how it goes. It certainly can’t be a bad thing.
Life goes on, things will ease up, and then, as they do, go heater skelter on me.
Hubby will come and go, or go and come in this case.
School will finish for the summer, eldest will get loads more hours at work (and hopefully his licence), I’ll have more work at the PO, Christmas and new year will arrive and round it goes again.
I decided I wouldn’t edit this, it’s as it’s come out of my head, in all my glorious nuttiness.
For my regulars, please know I haven’t forgotten you, and thank those who’ve commented but I’ve it replied to, I’m reading my favourite blogs, and I’m so sorry, but had to delete a whole slew as they kept piling up and I had no time.
A friend in waiting
Jen 🙂
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