Monday, 22 June 2015

Getting into the Groove

It's been almost a month since my last post and the house is still not finished.

It's nearly there, though. Mr C spends a great deal of his "spare time" fixing things and sorting out little bits.

The garden has been improved dramatically. We did a massive chop and clear out a few weeks back and it looks far more open and bright now. The grass doesn't grow though, which is odd. I'm not complaining mind you, no growth no mowing.

I planted a few store bought herbs in the flower beds - Lavender, Rosemary, Parsley, Basil and Mint.
I am not a gardener so we will see if they die or not...

The pets are adjusting as well as could be expected considering they don't get along.

The lounge is now kind of done.

The downstairs wall still needs to sanded and painted white, and hopefully the handy man guy will come collect the broken dishwasher today - So that's more than 2 months without a dishwasher - first-world problems, I know.

It's slowly coming together, even though I still keep finding new and interesting ways this house has not been looked after or cleaned. I don't think I will ever mange to get this house 100% as clean as I want.

The next house I move into will have to be sparkling and spotless. I kid you not. or there will be hell to pay.

Thursday, 21 May 2015

Mr C and his Big Adventure

Mr C went to South Africa last week.

He went for one week.
His parents were moving from JHB to Cape Town and his mum had never moved so far in her life.
She was taking a lot of strain and her stress was really upsetting him.

He is a really good son and a really kind person, so he decided, he wasn't going to let his mother suffer. He booked a flight and off he went to save the day.

And save the day, he did.

Naturally his mum tried to feed him constantly, between nagging him repeatedly and generally driving him nuts, although with great quantities of love and gratitude. He took it in his stride because he could see she was on the verge of a mini-meltdown.

Between them, they got everything done and ready for the movers, and Ma and Pa C are now hopefully enjoying the sun and the beach in the fairest Cape.

It wasn't all work for Mr C, though. He did manage to see some of our old friends and to spend some time with my mum and brother.

Driving around JHB was not a very happy experience for my husband. The state of the city would apparently make me sad. With power cuts and potholes, crime and disrepair, it is not an easy place to live. The people are still warm and friendly, the weather is still idyllic; It's just a pity about the management.

Despite this, he also got to do a little bit of shopping, when the shopping centre had electricity (he went with an empty suitcase), including buying me the most beautiful cashmere pashmina I have ever seen. Nice and warm for UK winter. So soft and lovely. I can't wait to wear it. Mr C has incredible taste (which is a problem because I generally try to force him to go shopping with me and he hates it).

The week without my sweety pie was not easy. It was also not the end of the world. We Skyped and Whatsapped every day, which makes one appreciate technology so much.

I missed him very much and I am very glad he is home.

He isn't allowed to go away again for a while. Mr C has a very clingy wife.

FYI - I really like my mother in law - I am one of the lucky ones who scored with a nice husband and a lovely mother in law.

I will definitely show you the beautiful exquisite blanket Ma C knitted. Oh my goodness! I have never seen anything like it. She even chose the colours based on the palate I like. Plus she sent me her boy back in one piece - tired, but whole.

Thanks Ma! *hugs n' kisses*


That's all for now.
Bye






Saturday, 16 May 2015

Time Flies and a Giant House Moan

I can't believe it's been nearly a month since I have even thought about this blog.

I really want to keep it going and not give up on it and I do feel guilty when I neglect it for so long.

There has just been so much going on that it simply falls by the wayside.

We had Pugsleigh spayed a few weeks ago and that, coupled with the move and changes in our lives has sent her into a bit of a behavioural tail spin. She is not being a total terror, bu she seems very hyper/anxious and does not listen too well. She also is not eating like she used to.

The very is not concerned about it so neither am I. It is just a bit annoying. I am currently working on trying to get her to be calm and to listen when I call her or tell her to leave the cat (or the stones/leaves/twigs/snail shells/anything remotely chewable in the garden) alone.

I worry that she is bored, so she has too many toys. I try to take her for walks regularly (we live by a park) and that works well but the weather is not always accommodating.

The cat has been out in the garden twice (with a harness and lead, poor thing) as I am still afraid that something will happen to her. She is not a fool, but we now live on a main road and the drivers are selfish and inattentive so she is housebound and unhappy about it. We have had a few vomiting incidents to drive the point home. To her dismay, these have had no effect whatsoever.

The house is still not ready. It has been so difficult; I cannot actually express the revulsion and frustration of trying to get this place cleaned to a liveable standard.

I cannot believe the estate agent chalked it up to the owner being a first time landlord. I also do not believe for one iota of a second that they had professional cleaners in, let alone twice, as they claim.

When we moved in, there were those obnoxious air freshener things all over the place and it took a few weeks to get rid of the sickly smell. To be honest, that should have been our first clue.

I don't think the owner of our home has ever cleaned his house at all. Everywhere just grime. The washing machine was so full of grime and slime, I burst into tears!

Slowly, but surely, I have managed to resolve the dirt issues I have found. The only problem is that I keep finding new ones.

The latest little gem is that the kitchen skylight leaks really badly and the kitchen sink has gunk in it so it doesn't drain well. Oh, and the dishwasher doesn't work. Awesome!

We still need to paint the black walls and I still need to come to terms with the black carpet. I am starting to think that wearing shoes on the stairs will soon cease to be an option - it's a drst trap like I've never seen.

Over all the house is not that bad and I quite like it, despite everything. It's homey and just the right size to make it comfy.

We have spent an insane amount of money at Ikea lately, but I am more than happy with the pieces we have bought.

I doubt I will do a house tour because I can never manage to get the low level clutter totally under control; there always seems to be a corner in each room where things just accumulate.

Just so you know, I am not a clean/neat freak, Just sayin'...

House winge over!

See ya!

Monday, 27 April 2015

I've Been Away - We Moved

The past few months have been filled with mixed emotions for me and I have tried to adapt to my life as it is now and get back into a more positive routine, especially when it comes to my skincare, which is what brought me to the blogging world in the first place. This has been very hard and I have struggled to cope with it all. My low moods and emotional struggles have left me with dry, wrinkly skin and extra weight that I really do not need.

I have also been physically unwell recently, so blogging and stuff was the last thing on my mind. I have, however, been reading blogs and watching YouTube videos, and one thing that I have noticed recently is a definite shift in my interests. Certain YouTubers no longer seem to hold my interests. Their interactions seem contrived and set up. A few still feel genuine, but many of the younger, more successful ones appear to lack depth and have lost much of their lustre.

 I have changed more than you can imagine and I don't think I want to go back. My grief has changed me and that is who I am now.

This month, we moved house again. We moved just down the road to a slightly smaller place with a better layout (mostly - except for the bathroom which is down stairs and has no tub)

The house we have moved into was quite dirty and has black floors, black carpets, a black kitchen and some of the walls are black too, We have been given permission to repaint them white, which we will get to soon, I hope. We've been in for two weeks and I am still cleaning.

The furniture the land lord left behind (2 sofas, a table - currently used as a desk, and a bed, which we have dismantled and put in the loft) is black too.

Last year we moved across London to an unfurnished house after having stayed in a furnished place. As funds and time seemed limited, we bought many items from the local charity shops.

When we moved again, we redonated many of those items and decided to upgrade some of our things to more suitable choices.

Here is where I confess to joining the dark side - we shopped at Ikea. We do not enjoy the maze that is Ikea, so we generally choose online and inspect in person while seeking out all possible shortcuts and the fastest way out.

We have been twice in as many weeks. Once during the week, which was not too bad, and then (stupid us) on a Sunday afternoon. You read correctly. We went to Ikea on a Sunday afternoon. Never Again!

Okay, it was not that bad, but it was really irritating - very busy and full of selfish oblivious people who think you are invisible.

We bought a book shelf for our home office, a desk for me and some of that funky square shelving for the lounge (plus a few little odds and ends).

I love our new stuff. It is so pretty and sleek and grown up.

I especially love my desk. A lot. It's perfect.

Thank you Mr C for putting it together already so I can set up my stuff and for being so super fantastically awesome throughout this move and this month!

I love you the mostest!

When the house is ready and done, I may let you see it ...

For now, Good night all.