My story? Back in 2011, when I was still all set to move to Canada, I actually visited the country. A Canadian friend met up with me and we saw some sights over the course of a couple of days. This photo was taken while driving (she drove) and it was the epitome of Alberta for me. Oil and mountains.
Monday, 30 August 2021
I did get a phone call last Thursday, whether I wanted to do an extra early shift on Friday. I had to think about it. Normally it would be yes or no within seconds. This time I had to actually think hard. Financially it would have been a good move. Mentally and to some degree physically not so much. I picked mentally. I am just so tired and I need to think about myself.
So, I did clean. I did do the dishes. I did go grocery shopping. I did do my laundry. I did visit my Mum (which is NOT a chore by the way) and I did get visited by friends and aunties. But I did not work. Instead I sat behind the computer for a full morning on Friday. I listened to the rain on the roof (you can sing the song now). I watched television. I read. I crocheted. I relaxed.
Tomorrow morning the alarm will sound. At 3.15 am. Wish me luck!
Friday, 27 August 2021
I knew there was something going on. I knew it! Every time Mara came in, she smelled funny. Opa also smelled funny sometimes and Oma was sitting behind the whirring machine with a lot of fabric that smelled funny. They were nearly too busy to give me a pet or let me out.
And then the day came I was put in the basket. No no no!!! I don't want to go anywhere else. Mara took me to the vet and then I smelled funny too. But the vet said I was okay, just a little overweight. Hey, I am the most beautiful cat in the whole wide universe don't you know!
Mara said I could go anywhere in the house. But I wasn't allowed outside. Well, I wasn't going outside anyway thank you very much. Since I am the most beautiful cat in the whole wide universe, I am not supposed to be scared, but I can tell you: I was a bit. So, I hid under the bed, or the couch, or the chest of drawers.
I got used to the new house and wasn't hiding anymore. I sleep on the bed mostly, but in the evening I come down to let Mara stroke my fur. Well, I am trying to get some food, but so far it hasn't worked. She says I need to lose weight. Harumph.
One day Mara went outside and I wasn't allowed, so I told her in no uncertain terms that that was just not on. She said I had to wait a few more days and then I would be allowed.
Do you know what? I think I might like it here...
Wednesday, 25 August 2021
|Kitchen yard with tree still in place|
|The tree removed, but still very much overgrown|
|You can see the creeper behind the blue (paper) bin|
|The creeper has mostly been removed, but the roots...|
|On the left you can see a tiny bit of hedge cut off. |
And I removed the holly.
Tuesday, 24 August 2021
My own story? Well, I have seen this fountain twice, the most recent one being with my sister in 2019. Taking a half decent photo was difficult enough though: so many people. It really took away from the fountain I felt. I did not throw a coin to come back to Rome, even though it's a beautiful city, there are so many other beautiful cities out there, it's hard to get to them all. As for actually putting my feet in the fountain: being hauled off by police was not on my to do list when visiting Rome...
Friday, 20 August 2021
|Only a few coins in there|
The first thing I noticed was a couple of weeks ago. While sitting on the couch on a morning, my fingers would go completely numb. Then a couple of days later, I felt a tingling sensation in the knuckles of my fingers while driving. Paracetamol helped, but it kept returning.
I had to go see my gp yesterday anyway (cervical smear which turned out to be pointless as I no longer have a cervix apparently), so decided to add on a visit about this problem with my hands. Result? Carpal Tunnel Syndrome! Great!
He told me there were a couple of ways to go: try splints at night or see a neurologist who would most likely tell me to try using splints at night. Guess which way I went? Yep, option number one. I then had to get the splints from somewhere and there they told me some more as they have experience with that type of thing.
First thing is: use the splints and hope the pain/discomfort will diminish. If not, the next option is the neurologist. Who by then does not need to prescribe splints, but can go straight to cortisone injections. If that too won't help, it will be a case of operating. The lovely guy helping me said I was lucky though: I got myself medical attention quite early on. Some people wait for over a year!
|One for each hand|
On the mental side of things: I phoned my sister yesterday. After a few trials and a lot of errors, we decided that seeing each other might help and the phone call became a video call. An hour later we had several things sorted.
Firstly: our walking trip to England will be moved from May to September, to give me more time to get my finances sorted to actually pay for the trip. Secondly, a short city trip might be possible in May, most likely to London, but other options are available. Thirdly, despite my empty piggies, I will go over to see her (Corona permitting) in October.
Wednesday, 18 August 2021
|From the Netherlands to Norway|
Fortunately I had most of my furniture as I had taken it along with me from Northern Ireland to the Netherlands. It was just in storage. I had plenty of towels and bedding: goodness knows where it all came from. I even had a bed and a spare bed! Although the spare bed was taken to my parents' house to be used over there.
|A new home in Norway|
In the end, most of the piggies I had were emptied out into the big account. I had kept a tally of all the spending on the new house and it just mounted and mounted. Mind you, as I had most of the stuff in the first place, I am still quite happy with how it has gone, as it could have been a lot worse.
|My massive bedroom in Northern Ireland|
My mind is also tired and responding in kind. Doing mundane tasks like the laundry is actually quite soothing, but the last load is in and from now on it will be the regular laundry instead of also doing the 'sat in a box for 2 1/2 years' laundry. I am slowly getting back to normal though.
Tuesday, 17 August 2021
My story? During our trip through central Europe my sister and I just had to visit the Meissen factory in former East Germany. We both love porcelain, especially vases. We got a (tourist) tour through the factory and right at the end was a museum with absolutely beautiful pieces. This one was one of them. I could have bought it as well I think: several thousand euros would have needed to change hands. In the end I settled on a small vase, which was dear enough.
Friday, 13 August 2021
|See the clearance to the ceiling?|
|This one came with me from Northern Ireland|
|Some crates in the back, shoe rack in front|
|Door on left, lamp on right. Very little between them.|
|It's already in double and still not fully filled.|
|Uniform hanging on the right, the rest on the left/shelves.|
Thursday, 12 August 2021
|Pre -curtains, -floor and -paint|
|I painted the lot! Twice!!|
|Summer duvet is up, but out of the way: too hot.|
Tuesday, 10 August 2021
My story? Well, a friend of mine showed me these while we were on our way to a yarn shop. We clambered all over to try and get the best photos. I even had one of those photos turned into a piece of art to hang on my wall and it is the first piece you see when entering this house.
Wednesday, 4 August 2021
Well, I was in by last Saturday and most of my belongings were here as well. Apart from my desk chair and computer among several other things. But I am now in and enjoying the new quiet place.
Miss Oswin is still not sure about this whole move, also because things keep moving about here as well. She is still hiding under the sofa or a chest of drawers. But she has also found the window sills are perfect for watching the world go by. When it is quiet anyway.
There is still a fair bit to do. I keep finding more crates with bedroom and bathroom linen. Everything needs a wash before putting away, but I am slowly running out of room to put things away. For my own bedroom I bought two large book cases and there is not that much room left over in them. Unless I were to double up (two rows on one shelf), which I don't like very much.
All my clothes and linen has been moved to the box room. A large wardrobe and a large chest of drawers take up most of the space there and it is still not enough. Perhaps I have too many towels? The guestroom is taken up by the huge amount of wool and other craft stuff I have. I don't need to buy any new yarn for a while yet.
Downstairs it is slowly taking more shape. The kitchen was mostly done anyway before the big move, as was Harry's room (also known as the cupboard under the stairs), which houses all the tins, bottles, herbs, spices and sugar I have. Also tissues, paper hankies, bin bags, candles and such.
The living room area is looking quite nice. Beforehand I knew exactly where to put everything and where I wanted my tv. In the end it doesn't look anything like it. Of course. This was mainly due to a large cupboard needing to be put in as well and there only being one spot for it. There will be a few more additions to come, but those will come in the time to come.
As for the garden? Neighbourhood cats pooping in the grass, a dead bird and blackberries slowly turning black. It will need some severe work doing to it. Not sure when, as my hands, elbows and knees are very sore right now. And I am tired. Very tired.
But, I am in and enjoying it very much. Miss O will come around in due time as well, even though she will have to miss out on all the cuddles my parents gave her. Who, by the way, are enjoying a daughter and catless house very much!
Tuesday, 3 August 2021
My story? In 2019 my sister had some vacation days left over and wondered what to do with them. Well, why not take a trip to Rome with your big sister? So, that's what we did. We took one of those big bus tours to see the main sites and this statue was along the route.