I'm using our best dinner set and drinking my good wine. It's not my birthday and I haven't won the lottery, so what's going on?
One of the consequences of spending 2 weeks in a small camper van with my daughter and dog is that we really got to notice how much we actually need on a day to day basis and we were reminded that we have got far too much 'stuff' at home. Being Dyspraxic 'stuff' equals clutter, which equals more opportunities to trip, lose things etc etc..
So this week I 've started using my favorite dinner set and tonight I opened a bottle of wine that I've had in my wine rack for years, just waiting for a good reason to open it... I decided that I'm a good reason!
Being dyspraxic and having a dyspraxic child things don't last long in our house. I'm now down to my final wine glass.
We have a beautiful dinner service that I bought in Spain when I was pregnant. My daughter is 16 in a few weeks and it's hardly been used.
This week I decided now is a good time to celebrate just being us and how well we have done as single parent family.
We have a beautiful dinner service that I bought in Spain when I was pregnant. My daughter is 16 in a few weeks and it's hardly been used.
This week I decided now is a good time to celebrate just being us and how well we have done as single parent family.
What actually was it that I was waiting for?
There's a touching story that goes around Facebook about a woman who died and her children found her beautiful nightdresses, still in tissue paper, in her draw - unworn and now never to be worn.
I don't have any of that, but I was bought up with the notion that somethings were for best / special
occasions. I'm pretty sure I remember growing out of most of them before I'd got any use out of them.
Do we think these things are too good for us to use?
Today is a day to celebrate. We are alive! I've decided that in itself is worth getting the best plates out for.
Ok, the plates might get broken, they probably will, but they're so lovely that they brighten our day. And now my daughter knows that they are not too good for her.
Today is a day to celebrate. We are alive! I've decided that in itself is worth getting the best plates out for.
Ok, the plates might get broken, they probably will, but they're so lovely that they brighten our day. And now my daughter knows that they are not too good for her.
Isn't that so much better than them just sitting and gathering dust?
And the upside is that if I do need to replace any, then that's a pretty good reason to pop back to Andalusia, don't you think?
PS. That wine was gooood. And do you know what, in the morning I'm going to drink my coffee from my uber expensive hand made coffee cups! :)