Hey. It's Thursday morning, the first day of my new health regime, as I sip my fresh OJ and eat muesli before I head to the gym. The last four weeks have been an absolutely wonderful time filled with fun and food, oh, glorious food! Italy does know how to feed its visitors. They serve cakes and biscuits for breakfast, need I say more?
Last night we dropped my wonderful husband off at the airport and he is flying home as we speak. Or, as I write, I should say. (I do wish people would 'speak' back more!) It was very quiet and empty coming home without him, I have had a full month of spending all day with him, something which I have not had since we were on our honeymoon three years ago. And I can honestly say I love him more than ever before. We have had so much fun, travelling in foreign countries in a rental car can be stressful, and spending so much time together can lead to frustrations, but not with us. We have just been so happy. We are still super happy. I have to say that I think we're more in love now than we were on our honeymoon, we have grown more in our relationship, learnt more about each other's happiness and always make an effort to make sure the other is ok when things get dicey. It's a great relationship and I feel really blessed.
I am once again at my mother's dining table, where I have written most of my 'Return to the Nesterlands' blog. It's a good place to write. It's home in many ways. But every year my house in Australia feels more like home to me in many other ways: it's full of the things that make my life wonderful and easy, it's where Ash and I are happy together. I miss that feeling of ease and comfort when I'm away. But it always helps to be reminded of all the lovely things you have that you might otherwise take for granted. I love my Tefal pans. I love my comfy couch. Etc.
Life here is a little less relaxing. I have to admit I feel anxious about what is going to happen if this house never sells. A lot of my mother's things are in storage, and the house was clean and presentable (to a point of display home tidiness) after I had finished all my work last year. But the house has not remained that way, because nobody can live in a display home. Everyday life happens, dogs join the family, and cats move into bathrooms. My mother will be the first to admit she is not a person with much discipline when it comes to housekeeping and a slobbery dog that is very fond of going into smelly ditches and ponds does not help either. I find it hard to live in a messy house which perpetually has sand and dirt on the floor, even after I have just vacuumed and mopped.
Let's just say I have a lot of work to do. People are always envious when I tell them how long I go to Europe for. But the honest truth is that it's not all lounging around wonderful countries and eating glorious food. The majority of the time I am trying to help my mother adjust to a lifestyle of getting by with very little money and it's not easy at all. For either of us it's hard to keep an eye on every cent we spend. We like to go out and share food, we like to treat people, we like to buy people presents, we like to buy ourselves presents. We've done that all of our lives. It's hard to reign in your enthusiasm. But we're getting there.
Now, it's also time to bring some discipline back to my body, which has not seem much exercise in the last month. So I'm off to the gym and hopefully get back to a shape which fits into my jeans a bit more comfortably. At the moment they're a bit tight! Luckily the weather is warm enough for skirts at the moment so I'm ok for a while.
More soon. x
Last night we dropped my wonderful husband off at the airport and he is flying home as we speak. Or, as I write, I should say. (I do wish people would 'speak' back more!) It was very quiet and empty coming home without him, I have had a full month of spending all day with him, something which I have not had since we were on our honeymoon three years ago. And I can honestly say I love him more than ever before. We have had so much fun, travelling in foreign countries in a rental car can be stressful, and spending so much time together can lead to frustrations, but not with us. We have just been so happy. We are still super happy. I have to say that I think we're more in love now than we were on our honeymoon, we have grown more in our relationship, learnt more about each other's happiness and always make an effort to make sure the other is ok when things get dicey. It's a great relationship and I feel really blessed.
I am once again at my mother's dining table, where I have written most of my 'Return to the Nesterlands' blog. It's a good place to write. It's home in many ways. But every year my house in Australia feels more like home to me in many other ways: it's full of the things that make my life wonderful and easy, it's where Ash and I are happy together. I miss that feeling of ease and comfort when I'm away. But it always helps to be reminded of all the lovely things you have that you might otherwise take for granted. I love my Tefal pans. I love my comfy couch. Etc.
Life here is a little less relaxing. I have to admit I feel anxious about what is going to happen if this house never sells. A lot of my mother's things are in storage, and the house was clean and presentable (to a point of display home tidiness) after I had finished all my work last year. But the house has not remained that way, because nobody can live in a display home. Everyday life happens, dogs join the family, and cats move into bathrooms. My mother will be the first to admit she is not a person with much discipline when it comes to housekeeping and a slobbery dog that is very fond of going into smelly ditches and ponds does not help either. I find it hard to live in a messy house which perpetually has sand and dirt on the floor, even after I have just vacuumed and mopped.
Let's just say I have a lot of work to do. People are always envious when I tell them how long I go to Europe for. But the honest truth is that it's not all lounging around wonderful countries and eating glorious food. The majority of the time I am trying to help my mother adjust to a lifestyle of getting by with very little money and it's not easy at all. For either of us it's hard to keep an eye on every cent we spend. We like to go out and share food, we like to treat people, we like to buy people presents, we like to buy ourselves presents. We've done that all of our lives. It's hard to reign in your enthusiasm. But we're getting there.
Now, it's also time to bring some discipline back to my body, which has not seem much exercise in the last month. So I'm off to the gym and hopefully get back to a shape which fits into my jeans a bit more comfortably. At the moment they're a bit tight! Luckily the weather is warm enough for skirts at the moment so I'm ok for a while.
More soon. x
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