I’m Ready… And… Relax. Merry Christmas

Smug alert…

It’s only 20th December but I’ve finished all my shopping (including food), all my posting (including a rather uplifting round robin for the oldies and technophobes who don’t know my every move because of social media), AND, all my wrapping.

I’ve shopped locally, bought British, artisan and crafty where I could and even made a few gifts myself.

I have two small stained glass commissions to finish and feel confident that WILL happen tomorrow.

So. ‘cheers’. I’m rewarding myself by writing this blog in the bath.
I haven’t babbled from my bathtub for a while. Remember the bolognaise incident? Well that rendered me pretty much unable to soak for about four weeks. I am pleased to report that I am almost completely healed.


I’ve brought my (extremely large) Bailey’s once with me. I’ve lit candles, including a couple of gorgeous Yankee Candles I received for my birthday, and I am wallowing in smug self-satisfaction.

I’m so ahead of myself I even made tonight’s supper yesterday because I forgot we were out at a pre-Christmas dinner party… Ok so I’m not totally in control of everything!…. But at least we didn’t eat it and then remember we were going out!

So ready or not, I shall happy soak here in the possibly ignorant belief that I have this year’s festivities under control…

…just hoping the doorbell doesn’t ring and I end up realising I’ve arranged a pre festivities soiree chez nous for tonight….

Merry Christmas you lovely lot in Blogland. May your Christmas be joyous, relaxing and full of love . I may see you again before 2018 but who knows with my random ramblings ūüėė

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My Random Musings

Free (non)Thinking…

A very good friend of mine advocates ‘No Box Thinking’ . In fact , in a past chapter of her eclectic life, she wrote and delivered seminars about it.¬† I’ve not seen her seminar…perhaps I should watch it, I’m sure there’s a video or podcast out there somewhere.

Anyway, the premise is based around forgetting the sales/marketing propaganda of ‘thinking outside the box’ and instead just get rid of the damned box.¬† Sounds like perfect sense to me.¬† In fact I thought I lived by this very premise: not pigeon holing life; not following set paths.¬† I really believed that not only did I agree with the overarching idea, but that I was successfully both teaching that ideology to my son and leading by example.¬† I really thought I was living without a box.

Then I went away for a couple of nights and realised that whilst I live outside of the ‘norm’ and largely don’t conform by walking the marked paths of progress and expectation; my life, like most people’s, has become so full and busy that I only see outside the near peripheries of what I already do.

My boxes may be large and colourful, and not particularly cuboid, but they still exists.¬† I’m still constrained by them.

A few hours into a car journey towards a rare 2 days off for a little R&R and my busy little mind wandered off ; it meandered outside of its normal constraints and met up with some random ideas and options.

I thought I had life sussed, but I realise now that my life lacks one vital ingredient for ‘no box thinking’ … that ingredient is best described as ‘Nothing time’;¬† moments of time where the mind is not processing data; not reviewing existing projects and ‘to do’ lists; not worrying about outstanding commitments; pressing engagements; the shopping; the cleaning; the kids; work ; phone calls that should have been made; emails that need to be sent; letters that need to be composed.¬† I’m talking about those rare moments when your mind is silent.

freedom butterfly

Perhaps silent is the wrong word.  I mean moments when the butterfly cage of the mind is opened and the butterfly can flutter off and explore the wider landscape and take an aerial view of life.

Precious moments of free (non)thinking have broadened my horizons.¬† I’ve viewed my landscape from way above the ceiling I’m normally constrained by and as such I’ve spotted a few more paths worth exploring.

Like me, you may already have a life full of joy and activities; love and fun; as well as work and routine. Like me you may not crave anything else: BUT I challenge you to afford yourself some nothing time, a few moments of free (non)thinking, and see where your imagination might take you…….

Dinah Liversidge is now a small holder, country dweller, crafter, active community member, wedding celebrant, motivator and general super cool superstar of a woman living in rural wales and I am lucky enough to call her my friend.¬† In a past life chapter she was a life coach and mentor and ocasionally she slips back into it both officially and unofficially.¬† She once mentioned to me her program of no box thinking and it stuck in my head.¬† When i am lucky enough to have her to myself for a few hours, i find her inspirational.¬† i never leave from time with her without a spark alight in my mind and the ideas and energy just flows from there. we may not even have been talking about the project i become motivated to do.; but I am always more alive and more motivated after some time with her…¬† you can find her here... or here…

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…After the crash..

So yesterday I literally did nothing. I managed to get up and feed my B&B guests complete with smiling and chatting . Then I went back to bed. I slept until nearly 2pm… Despite Hubby trying to wake me at noon. I stayed awake long enough to reheat a cup of tea in the microwave. Sat on the front doorstep in the sun and fell asleep. Woke briefly when Hubby popped home. Long enough to get a pillow and a deck chair. Then slept in the sun.

Stayed awake to eat supper, fell asleep in front of TV. Had an early night and slept right through.

This was me crashing… I refer to my blog from yesterday¬†… Oh yes I did find a moment or two to articulate my crash in blog form.. but that really was the extent of yesterday’s activities.

So today I am already three gardening jobs behind, racked with guilt and stressed by my backlog.

I sat down this evening, knackered and aching from head to toe. As I berated myself for my pathetic state I announced to myself “for Christ’s sake woman you only did 3 hours work today, get a grip”…. Long pause as I’m now lying in bed. This was my day:

Woke 7:30. Got up and prepped breakfast for our 6 B&B guests

Placed an order with our stained glass suppliers

Did 3 hours heavy digging and weed clearing.

Drove the 20 miles to our nearest  supermarket. Did the weekly shop

Collected our son

Unpacked shopping

Spent an hour tidying in my own garden

Had a bath

Cleaned the bathroom

Made a roast dinner…

… So to be fair, considering my physical and mental state… In fact, irrespective of my physical and mental state, today was pretty full.

..And now I can add, ‘wrote a blog’, to my achievements for today.

On that note, I am going to turn of the light and zzzzzzzzzzzz