Wagga Wagga to Worcestershire & back again
This year has not started the way I anticipated. Beginning on Christmas Eve and lasting until mid-January our household was affected by a wave a sickness. Nothing too serious, but enough to warrant visits to the doctors, prescription medication and lots of rest. It quashed some loosely discussed plans of travel and resulted in a lot more time spent at home than I expected…
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It’s just been the most beautiful autumn weekend. Cool nights, sunny days and a wonderful mix of places to be and quiet time. The last 24 hours were just so languid and lovely I wanted to jot down my memory of them. A reminder to look back on when a not so relaxed Sunday comes along…
The Easter break is almost upon us and I for one can’t wait. To me, Easter always feels like a laid-back holiday – there isn’t the same level of expectation, planning and hysteria like at Christmas. Perhaps it also stems from the fact, that when I was a child, Easter was always a really quiet time in my family. We rarely travelled during the few days off. It was always about recharging batteries, indulging in good food (and some chocolate!) and receiving a pair new winter pyjamas.
This year I’ve got a firm picture in my mind as to what I want to do…
Do you ever have weekends where you intend to knock a dozen things off your to-do list – and then it just doesn’t happen?
That was my weekend. So instead of beating myself up about it I decided to turn to my ‘word of the year’ and just remain calm…
What do you do when you get sick? Do you tend to plough on, taking the minimum amount of time off (me!) or do you stop and only let yourself return to ‘normal’ when you’re 80, 90 or 100 per cent o.k. again?
I got two migraines in the space of five days earlier this month, and it was rough. After my first migraine, I returned to work the following day and tried to get back to regular life, however after I got the second one a few days later, I decided I needed to be a little more gentle on myself…
The other week I found myself in the unenviable position of not being able to ‘switch off’.
I’d had an exhausting day at work, both emotionally and mentally, and I was still digesting some heartbreaking news involving some friends in the U.K.
My mind just wouldn’t shut down. I couldn’t concentrate, I felt twitchy and knew I needed to eat, but didn’t feel hungry. After an evening of TLC by wonderful fiancé and a deep, uninterrupted sleep I felt 100 times better.
So starting from last weekend, I’ve been trying really hard to look after my soul and I’ve found one thing that’s helped me…
It’s been a hectic few months. Between my family’s visit from Australia and a few other trips Adam and I had organised earlier this year, it feels like we’ve barely had a weekend to ourselves for weeks and weeks.
After picking up my second cold in three months the other week, I decided some much needed quiet time was definitely on the agenda…
The older I get, the more I’ve come to savour and enjoy being housebound for the day. In years gone by staying put and purposely choosing not to go out seemed anti-social and a bit of waste, but now the ability to hide away for 24 hours seems a luxury.
In the last week or so, both Adam and I have succumbed to our second dose of of winter sickness (methinks perhaps neither of us actually fully recovered from our first bout of sniffles, coughs and chills in February). That combined with busy work and full on travel schedules has meant it’s been weeks since either of had the opportunity to just spend a day at home.
Wattle and Ash 