It’s a beautiful thing; seeing spring for the first time this year. The picture is my own, roses my grandma brought me yesterdays. The colour of them are perfect for apring time. This morning, on out walk to the village we managed to see a peep of spring. The sun was warm today, Delilah didn’t notice so much as she was (thankfully napping). She had a very bad night and now man and I are suffering profusely today.
She’s normally a massively good sleeper, so one bad night knocks you for six as a parent of a sleep blessed child. Vibes are sleepy in this house today, but it means I’ve managed to get 90% of my washing done. Which means I’m raving about my fabric softener. I network marketing with FM World at the moment and I order the fabric softener a few weeks ago, and oh m gee the smell is fantastic. I’ve currently got my washing hung out on the clothes airer in the living so it fill the room with its fragrance. It’s divine and I can see this being part of my usual household products.
I’m hoping to be a little more consistent with the blog, update more and concentrate on my writing. Getting back to what come a naturally shouldn’t be so hard. I’m considering a weekly recipe post to build up my repertoire a little.
I started journaling most days and it really seems to help organise the old shed. It’s been a tough start to the year, and I have a feeling that the worst is yet to come. I hate to be a pessimist, and I certainly hope I am wrong; either way I will find joy in the little things and be entirely grateful for each opportunity the universe sends.
I am grateful. I am hopeful. I am happy. I am strong enough to deal with anything.