Last week, I treated myself to a box of goodies from InSpiral. I wrote about some of them in my last post, so here’s the rest!
Good evening! I’m finally -kinda- able to blog again! I’m currently borrowing my partners laptop (which thankfully hasn’t died on me yet!) to type this, so fingers crossed! I have discovered that his laptop doesn’t like my phone.. so I’ve figured out that by uploading the photos to my blog on my phone, I can then edit them using my partners laptop! Phew! I WILL find a way!
The night before yesterday, I had put on a huge pot of chickpeas to cook overnight in my slow cooker. I’d looked into my pantry and had been disheartened to find I only had one tin of chickpeas left! I love chickpeas and use them every week, so I was a little heartbroken.. until I noticed I had several bags of dried chickpeas lurking in my pantry! Problem solved! In they went to cook overnight, so by the morning I had gorgeous, perfectly cooked chickpeas just begging to be used.
Since it was a bit of a chilly day, I thought what better way to use some of the chickpeas, than in a soup!
Right now, I’m in the middle of a war.
On my side, I have boxes, scissors and packing tape.
On the other side – Clutter, dust, and over a year and a half of accumulated…. stuff.
So far, I seem to be winning the battle. Though that’s difficult to see right now, with boxes blotting out the light from the windows, and piles of “things” gathered in every corner, waiting to be sorted. Waiting to strike.
Moving house really can feel like an up-hill battle at times. Every single thing that you own is dragged out of the dark depths in which it’s hidden for who-knows how long, piled up in heaps and boxes to stare you in the face, making you ask yourself – Why on earth did I keep That? Where did that come from? Do I need this?
In the face of all of this chaos, you become ruthless. Throwing away things that once, a long time ago, you had some reason to keep that now alludes you. It’s not only a battle with your house and your possessions, but a battle with yourself. As you try to cut down the never-ending mountain of boxes that need to be moved…
But it’s not all bad.