Domestic bliss

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I did go upstairs the other day after my post…I started on L’s cutlery bag and then realised I didn’t have enough cord for the drawstring – GRRRRR!  There’s nothing worse than being in the middle of a project and finding you are missing something (ok, well actually doing that when it’s the middle of the night and nowhere is open is probably worse).  So I stopped off at the 100 yen shop on the way home from picking up H.  Now I don’t usually get my supplies there, but there are some things, such as pins, bag handles, elastic and cord which is just as good and much better value than in more pricey specialist shops.  I found a lovely red and white mix, then came back home to finish it off. 

I realised then that this time one year ago, I was just starting off my sewing adventure with resentment.  My sister had bought me my machine, assuring me it would be useful.  I had to make bags for the two children and my first (a simple drawstring bag) had me seething and sobbing at the same time (sewing made me sob, ask my husband, who constantly reminds me of the time I had a paddy because I couldn’t work out how to thread the bobbin).  I was following Japanese instructions, with pictures thank goodness, but I still missed out an important step.  I’m not sure how to explain it, but after the side seams are sewn, you need to fold them in before you fold over the top for the drawstring casing.  I did this TWICE, and of course backtacked, so unstitching it all (hmm, I didn’t even KNOW about seam rippers at this time) was a bloody nightmare.  I almost, almost did exactly the same this time around.  I had the bag clamped in the machine, and was wondering what it was that had bugged me about making such a simple bag in the past and then it hit me like a slap around the face.  I think I would have thrown my machine out of the window if I’d actually done it again.  So as it was, I had a little chuckle, and then the bag was finished in next to no time. 

As far as sewing goes, that’s been all for the time being.  I was busy at work yesterday, but woke up feeling great today.  I’d brought sandwiches to eat in the car on the way home, and L fell asleep before we got home, so after a swift nappy change and pj bottoms while he was still asleep, I put him into his own bed and H and I had story time in my bed.  All in all, I was back downstairs by 8p.m….amazing!  After a couple of hours tidying up and slobbing about a bit, I decided to go to bed.  Y was at work until late, this month is pretty hectic for everyone I expect.  So I told him to go out for noodles for dinner and I would refund him from the budget.  When I woke up this morning to a bedroom stinking of garlic, then I knew he had taken me up on the offer.  But he was so amazed when I told him the house stank of garlic,

“What’s wrong with you?”  he asked.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“You’re smiling..,” he replied, “…in the morning.”

Yes, it’s true.  I am a crap morning person.  I’m usually worn out from the gym and going to bed at around 1a.m., but I’ve now declared work night a gym day off, and it seems to be working well because I get an early night and give my muscles some time to fix themselves.  I also can achieve so much more the following day.  I went weekly grocery shopping this morning and then had a crazy cleaning day, where I completely cleaned downstairs; kitchen, playroom, dining room, living room, entrance, bathroom, toilet.  I even cleaned my oven which was DISGUSTING.  I used baking soda, so it took forever, and I’m not even sure I need an arm workout at the gym tonight after all that effort.  To be honest, I hate cleaning most of the time.  I do it because I like everywhere to be clean, and some days I just put it off and put it off, but when I do it, I feel so much lighter, and it never really takes all that much effort.  When I’m tired, however, I really really don’t feel like it, so just slob around for most of the day, feeling guilty about not really working much.  I should just do it and then enjoy the rest of the day/couple of days slobbing around without a guilty conscience.

I’m attaching some pics of yesterday’s pancake day, which I realise doesn’t relate to this post at all, but hey, some pics are better than no pics, right? 

Anyway, better get off to diffuse the tidy up argument in the playroom…then off to bathe and then to try not to fall asleep at story time…wish me luck!

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2 thoughts on “Domestic bliss

  1. are you and your family ok? please tell us.
    we are fine and safe here in Saitam. This is the worst experience in my live. We have to be strong and pray for the people in the north. Take care

  2. I usually lurk anonymously, but I wanted to leave a message saying that I hope that you and your family are safe and OK.

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