Wow, life has really been a little hectic of late but I don’t seem to be doing much or going anywhere. It would seem that the universe has decided that now is as a good a time as any to dump a whole load of crap right down on top of me. Oh don’t worry, it’s nothing I can’t handle but it just seems that it is all happening at once. That could possibly have something to do with that fact that all the crap is related to the one issue of fighting for what is right for my children but it just seems that it is a never ending cascade of murky filth that is encapsulating my life right now. It really has been a trying week and as a result I have found myself totally uninspired and completely unmotivated. Dinners have been really boring and unimaginative but they fill us up and taste ok.
A few weeks ago I was really excited by the fact that winter is well on its way which meant that I could prepare thick, hearty soups and all sorts of yummy stewy dinners, accompanied by delicious, gooey, hot desserts. Ha! No motivation whatsoever. Not even the amazing whiz bang ice cream maker I acquired for Mothers’ Day has managed to tingle my senses, get my creative juices flowing and slap me into submission to get in that kitchen and weave my magic! Oh, I tell a lie, I made an exquisite rhubarb sorbet on Sunday morning to take to mum and dad’s for us all to indulge in after lunch…topped with fresh pomegranate jewels and sprigs of mint. I’m telling you, this was deeeeeevine but I haven’t even been compelled to add the recipe to my blog. That’s how uninspired I have been.
Ok, so you’re now wondering why I am motivated and inspired enough to add this post. I’ll tell you why. I have had a shit of week and I just wanted to get it off my chest. I’m sick of the tears, the anger, frustration and sleepless nights. I’m also sick of talking but still need to vent, and I want to vent in a way that is kind of unrelated to the issues at hand (if that makes any sense at all). I could keep going over and over things like I am on one of those little mouse wheels, with no escape, but that is really unhelpful and I need to redirect my energy and focus on other things. I need to escape the reality of it all. I need to get into the kitchen and create, or pull out the sewing machine and sew. A little retail therapy would be what the doctor prescribes but I have to be very mindful of what I spend money on right now with birthday season chomping hard at my heels. Really, that alone should inspire me to get cooking, to dream up some delectable party food buuuuut, meh. I’d prefer to sit on my arse, eating all sorts of really disgusting comfort food and drinking decaf coffee.
The house is a wreck and I really don’t give 2 hoots right now. It’s all about me, and the vacuuming can wait, as can the dusting, washing, tidying, etc, etc. You get the picture I’m sure. Or perhaps you have a slightly distorted, if not stereotypical picture of my current situation. Haha, it’s 4pm and I’m sitting around in my pyjamas and slippers, hair dishevelled, stuffing my face with chips and chocolate. NO WAY! I am showered, dressed, hair “immaculately” (note the sarcastic tone) blow waved and the dishes are done. I’ve even managed to strip the bed and get the sheets washed and on the line. Oh, bubs is even out of his jammies! So it’s not that bad really, I do like to exaggerate a little. Just feeling rather flat with a real “ho hum” attitude. Tomorrow is a new day and with it comes the start of the weekend. With a bit of luck, no not luck. With a bit of “R & R” I’ll be back up and firing on all cylinders next week, concocting more delicacies and putting big satisfied grins on my family’s face.