Lost and Found

I'm a dreamer

Always have been

I have forever allowed myself to float away into a fantasy land and usually end up lost

I have been so wrapped up in my renovation dreams lately that it became depressive

My imagination has run away completely with the most amazing designs for my kitchen, bathroom, laundry.. well, the whole house actually

But the reality finally caught up to me and said 'hold up, how do you think you're going to afford all that cool stuff?'

And I tell you what, it knocked the wind right out of me

It shot me in the heart so hard I became a total grumpy bum (hard to believe, i know *sarcasm*)

I became snappy at Elvis (my boyfriend who thinks hes some kind of king)

I moped

I stopped reading, cooking, cleaning

 Today though, first proper day back at work after school holidays, my middle kid was feeling super poorly so we came home

It felt nice to be needed again!

So with him tucked in bed snoring like a chainsaw and my oven finallyyyy fixed after 2 months of waiting, I got off my sorry caboose and made lasagna 

Then I thought the after all the whinging I hid done about having no oven I should bake some kind of treats 

I kept it simple and made almond shortbread

Then I ventured outside

The air was perfect

A slight breeze, cool but not cold

It made me feel reminiscent of a time I cant actually remember but it must have been a happy time

Or content, at the least

I looked at my veggie garden for longer than 2 seconds and found big radishes, beetroots and carrots

New flowers

Blossoms cover a fruit tree that was gifted to me a few months ago, what fruit it will hopefully give is a mystery but I'm guessing toward pear..

When my old pooch passed away almost 3 years ago I planted a grapevine on his grave and this year we have an abundance of baby bunches

Thank you, Chopper, my heart ♡

I just needed to stop thinking

Stop dreaming so much

And slow the jeepers down!

I am so grateful for all that I have and it's a shame i seem to get into a sulky funk before I truly realize it

Any tips on how to stop myself getting to that point??

I am off to search for new recipes to try now that my oven is back in action

I made my first hummingbird cake the day the oven was fixed, oh nyummy!

I'd love to see your garden, flowers and vege

Inspire me but dont let me run away in my imagination too far ;)

It Is What It Is

I was just sitting on my front step watching the almost last of the afternoon sun casting through the garden.

Changing the shades of green, shadowing some leaves while highlighting others. 
The midgies (tiny flying bugs) flitter around.
They looked so pretty in the sunbeams, dancing above my rose bushes (more like sticks) and white alysiums.
I wanted to take a picture but doubted a photo would do the pure whimsy any justice.
I didn't have my phone on me to take one anyway.
Some things are just meant to be enjoyed in the moment.
It doesn't have to be recorded, you dont even have to remember it, just as long as it makes you feel something in that moment, that's all that matters. 

I needed that moment to break me from the other thoughts I've been having.

I've just bought my house.

Half of it was already mine but Ive bought out the other share.
So while this is an amazing milestone for me, I'm now faced with the stress of trying to do all the renovations I have in mind. 
Where to start?
What should I prioritize?
Did I make a mistake in buying?
Which child should I sell to get some money to get started? (I am kidding!!)
So while I am so proud of myself for achieving this on my own, I am really feeling the weight of the future that I now will tackle on my own. 

Theres a saying that I came to quite dislike, and probably because of how often it rings true.
'It is what it is'
So while my hair turns even greyer and my worry lines get deeper, I need to focus on the good stuff.
I have not just a house, a home!
I have a safe place for my children to grow up in.
Somewhere they can always come back to any time in life.
This poor old roof has protected us from storms for the most of 11 years. The walls hidden us from the scary world. It has kept us safe, warm, and together.

It is what it is.
It is home.

*I popped in some pictures I've been wanting to share for a few weeks*