Holidays and Their Aftermath

We had an amazing time in France. We love campsite holidays and this was our fifth one, so I feel like we have it down pat at this stage. We dropped our snobbery about boxed wine, for example, and embraced the challenge of drinking five litres of Bordeaux.

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The only downside to a self catering holiday where we packed our car with everything we needed and more than one thing I know now we can live without is the Putting Away of the Stuff on returning home. Countless loads of laundry and ironing, organising space for the 150 bottles of wine we came home with and restoring some order to the house took the better part of a week.

It’s good to get away, it’s good to get home but it’s still a lot of work. 100% worth it though.

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Holidays and Their Aftermath

School’s Out….

…and I’ve been stopping to smell the roses, especially this one from our garden.

img_20190701_151828Along with the rose smelling, I’m getting through a gentle list of jobs and getting organised for our holiday next week. Whatever the psychology behind crossing things off a to do list is, it makes me more productive. Today’s jobs include sorting out a tiny mess in our sitting room and a much larger mess in my daughter’s room.

School’s Out….

Tiny Sparks of Joy

Another tidying festival, this time involving all the summer clothes I’ve held onto for year  but now actively dislike. Time for a small summer capsule wardrobe.

New sockets and switches in our lovely new kitchen.

Letting go, of physical and mental stuff.

Summer holidays being less than three weeks away.

Enjoying last year’s sparkling wine and the memories it sparks. Things have certainly changed a lot in a year, mostly for the better.

Tiny Sparks of Joy

Tiny Sparks of Joy

A walk from one side of the city to the other, and crossing the bridge which looks like a harp and traversing streets I never see on foot.

A little lunch date after said ramble.

A working dishwasher. The stuff of dreams.

Looking forward to our kitchen finally being finished. Inching towards that goal this weekend.

Holiday plans. New passports, a new campsite and a new car.

Tiny Sparks of Joy

The Greatest Gift I Ever Got…

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…was learning to read. I started reading “real” books at the age of six and I still reread some of the ones I enjoyed at that age to this day. Reading has always been one of my favourite things to do and I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t read any more. I was in our local library picking up a book I ordered and the ban on women reading in The Handmaid’s Tale popped into my head. I physically recoiled at the thought that could ever happen to me.

I’m currently reading Unsheltered and not particularly enjoying it and I’ve given myself permission to return it unfinished to the library later this week. I picked up a book on growing fruit and vegetables and another on editing life which is probably going to tell me nothing I know already but might kick start some organisation in areas I’ve been avoiding.

Rereading a Jane Austen collection is something I am very much looking forward to this summer. Some of my favourite holiday memories since I got married eight(!) years ago are reading outside our holiday home with my husband as the day turns into twilight. I’m always torn between revisiting old favourites or taking a chance on some new reads for our holiday. Last year I did a mix of old and new, which is something I think I’ll try again.

The Greatest Gift I Ever Got…

Tiny Sparks of Joy

Holiday planning. Two weeks to go and I cannot wait.

Taking a chance on sourcing something free and getting it within hours. Goodwill shall be paid forward immediately with things I’ve been meaning to rehome.

Changing over my wardrobe to the clothes I need now and packing away every single thing I know I won’t wear for the next 12 months. It’s ten times easier to get ready and much less hassle to maintain.

Sunshine day after day, and ice creams galore.

Using our library more and more, especially for holiday reading purposes. It’s a joy to get books I would have bought within days of reserving them online.

Tiny Sparks of Joy