A few observations from my life
Feb. 18th, 2010 11:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aphroditeI feel terribly housewifely when vacuuming with the new dyson Wicked Fairy and I bought together. Our previous vacuum cleaners (there were two) were a tottering elderly mammoth technically owned by the housemate, and a manky, ageing upright my ex had before I ever met him (That relationship went for seven years, this one has comprised five thus far with a gap of about a year between the two... it was old).
Fairy saw a doco about Dyson and got terribly excited when we thought about buying a new vacuum and insisted we get that brand. I find this supercute.
I have had a very self-focussed few weeks and have forgotten birthdays, events and arrangements as a result. I am still working hard on achieving a healthy balance between committments and space in my life. The past month has been an example of my not achieving that yet.
My self esteem has grown enough in past years that I do not consider this A Moral Failing Indicative Of My Complete Terribleness As A Human Being, however.
Fairy has painted one of our MDF bookshelves (finally), so our loungeroom is coming together a bit more and looking a little less Uni-student (not to mention the shelves being more toddler resistant as a result of wipeable paint). For some reason pale blue enamel paint finish looks smaller than bare, mid-brown MDF.
There's a mountain viewable from some of our windows. I know when it's going to rain, because the mountain becomes crowned by cloud up to two hours beforehand (but usually less).
We have washing on the line and I am watching that mountain. So far, so good.
I think I'm going to ask my sister for help in thinking about my home business idea. She's a clever cookie about such things, and I hope it may give us something to do other than get ticked at each others' attitudes to social issues (She thinks I'm sanctimonious and deliberately nasty, I think she's hopelessly privileged and shallow and I expect her to be more aware because she's not stupid).
Being okay and content right in the moment is still a new enough experience to me that it surprises me. But I like it.
Fairy saw a doco about Dyson and got terribly excited when we thought about buying a new vacuum and insisted we get that brand. I find this supercute.
I have had a very self-focussed few weeks and have forgotten birthdays, events and arrangements as a result. I am still working hard on achieving a healthy balance between committments and space in my life. The past month has been an example of my not achieving that yet.
My self esteem has grown enough in past years that I do not consider this A Moral Failing Indicative Of My Complete Terribleness As A Human Being, however.
Fairy has painted one of our MDF bookshelves (finally), so our loungeroom is coming together a bit more and looking a little less Uni-student (not to mention the shelves being more toddler resistant as a result of wipeable paint). For some reason pale blue enamel paint finish looks smaller than bare, mid-brown MDF.
There's a mountain viewable from some of our windows. I know when it's going to rain, because the mountain becomes crowned by cloud up to two hours beforehand (but usually less).
We have washing on the line and I am watching that mountain. So far, so good.
I think I'm going to ask my sister for help in thinking about my home business idea. She's a clever cookie about such things, and I hope it may give us something to do other than get ticked at each others' attitudes to social issues (She thinks I'm sanctimonious and deliberately nasty, I think she's hopelessly privileged and shallow and I expect her to be more aware because she's not stupid).
Being okay and content right in the moment is still a new enough experience to me that it surprises me. But I like it.
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Date: 2010-02-18 06:51 pm (UTC)Good luck with the home business idea. Hope your sister isn't going to be too much of an arse.
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Date: 2010-02-24 09:24 am (UTC)She and I are very, very different. I was pretty depressed as a teenager, and, I imagine, a horrible big sister - as she was an often nasty and selfish little one. I love her, though. I have hopes of her turning out to be a pretty cool adult, eventually - one of my brothers has managed it in recent years, so why not?