Today needs to be a doing day.
Unfortunately doing is not my strong point!
I am a creature built for comfort, and I get distracted, EASILY!.
Today I need to find some spare tarpaulin to fashion a makeshift pane for my glassless window. It was cold last night, and not alot warmer this morning. I could manage for a while longer but because my bubby boy sleeps with us in the room it needs to be tad warmer. His pathalogical aversion to any kind of bedcover isn't showing any sign of abating so I'll have to go another route!
I also need to brave the fridge today, it needs cleaning and looting for semi-useful grub to cook ahead of my new month of housekeeping. My children tend to graze from the fridge without mercy or inteligence, consuming all things useful and leaving me with oddments that are difficult to find any sensible use for.
The sewing machine needs some loving attention today, my poor dd11 needs some new clothes and the only way that's going to happen is if I actually make them. I hate sewing and I'm not sure why. I'm fairly competent, can work without a pattern, and as long as there are no zippers in sight my finished garments are fairly decent. My 7 year old is wearing dresses my 19 year old was wearing at her age, so they even last longer than shop bought. I really can't fathom my aversion to it. Beats me completely, so I'm just going to knuckle down and get on with it without thinking too much.
I hope I have some kind of camera soon to take WIP pics with...
I have to put some thought into where November's allowance needs to be spent most. I had a poorly month this month. Unexpected expenses do not make for a happy healthy purse. And I have three people in line for the dentist, two kids waiting for new school bags, and some winter wooly making that needs to be financed from somewhere because it's just so much more cost effective than buying ready made. I have two days left and yet again there has been more month than money, so at some point todatay insha'allah I will be sitting myself down with a pot of tea and my notebook and trying to make sense of my finances.
We've just about decided what cakes to make for Eid, and what bits of sheep we'd like to keep. And it looks like we might have a new sheep taking residence upstairs on the terrace til summer, which will please bubby boy!
The rain is still falling in fits and starts, our store-room ceiling which is directly under the untiled and fairly water-logged terrace has started to bubble... it wont be long before the rain finds it's way in. I may have to find a new home for my dry goods. And if our sheep is indeed coming home we'll have to spruce up his living space, and rescue the rug thats been up there for the best part of the year, which will go to the Lavage (car wash) for a steam clean some time this week insha'allah
And just to mix things up a bit, sons 14 & 13 have just arrived back home in the rain. Sport was cancelled so no school till 1:30pm. The joys of motherhood in Algeria!
Love and peace people
xxx
Unfortunately doing is not my strong point!
I am a creature built for comfort, and I get distracted, EASILY!.
Today I need to find some spare tarpaulin to fashion a makeshift pane for my glassless window. It was cold last night, and not alot warmer this morning. I could manage for a while longer but because my bubby boy sleeps with us in the room it needs to be tad warmer. His pathalogical aversion to any kind of bedcover isn't showing any sign of abating so I'll have to go another route!
I also need to brave the fridge today, it needs cleaning and looting for semi-useful grub to cook ahead of my new month of housekeeping. My children tend to graze from the fridge without mercy or inteligence, consuming all things useful and leaving me with oddments that are difficult to find any sensible use for.
The sewing machine needs some loving attention today, my poor dd11 needs some new clothes and the only way that's going to happen is if I actually make them. I hate sewing and I'm not sure why. I'm fairly competent, can work without a pattern, and as long as there are no zippers in sight my finished garments are fairly decent. My 7 year old is wearing dresses my 19 year old was wearing at her age, so they even last longer than shop bought. I really can't fathom my aversion to it. Beats me completely, so I'm just going to knuckle down and get on with it without thinking too much.
I hope I have some kind of camera soon to take WIP pics with...
I have to put some thought into where November's allowance needs to be spent most. I had a poorly month this month. Unexpected expenses do not make for a happy healthy purse. And I have three people in line for the dentist, two kids waiting for new school bags, and some winter wooly making that needs to be financed from somewhere because it's just so much more cost effective than buying ready made. I have two days left and yet again there has been more month than money, so at some point todatay insha'allah I will be sitting myself down with a pot of tea and my notebook and trying to make sense of my finances.
We've just about decided what cakes to make for Eid, and what bits of sheep we'd like to keep. And it looks like we might have a new sheep taking residence upstairs on the terrace til summer, which will please bubby boy!
The rain is still falling in fits and starts, our store-room ceiling which is directly under the untiled and fairly water-logged terrace has started to bubble... it wont be long before the rain finds it's way in. I may have to find a new home for my dry goods. And if our sheep is indeed coming home we'll have to spruce up his living space, and rescue the rug thats been up there for the best part of the year, which will go to the Lavage (car wash) for a steam clean some time this week insha'allah
And just to mix things up a bit, sons 14 & 13 have just arrived back home in the rain. Sport was cancelled so no school till 1:30pm. The joys of motherhood in Algeria!
Love and peace people
xxx
as salaamu `alaykum...
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to see your WIPs! I truly regret not learning more homemaking crafts when I was younger (only learnt to cook when I got married in my 20s!). About the only sewing I can do is embroidery and cross stitch - and I'm hardly competent! I really wish I'd learnt to crochet and use a sewing machine! (I have a machine that I'd left in Singapore - I'm afraid it will eat me!)
What a fascinating post to read on a wet and dreary Bank Holiday Monday in Ireland (aren't they all!). Your life sounds quite amazing and I am rather mystified about the sheep. You mean a real one?
ReplyDeleteI too sit down with a cuppa and pen and paper to plan a budget each month. It is not easy being a mature student on limited funds but God always provides and I am thankful. However, hard as it is for Just Me I can't imagine how difficult it must be for you with families and always those unexpected necessities.
So, I wish you well with your tasks and it would be great to see some photos of your WIP please :)
I know Eid is coming soon for you, so enjoy and God Bless
Imaan, You just have to forget your fears and jump right in insha'allah... that's what I did. It was all trial and error and lots of frustrated tears for me at first but its well worth the payoff. Just start with something simple and before you know it.... ;)
ReplyDeleteJoanna you must of read my mind, I was going ask what your real name was, lol. It's so true that God always provides, sometimes when I've had literally no clue how I was going to put food on the table or get the bils paid, something has turned up to save the day and lighten the load.
And yup! it's a real sheep. We have one living just up the road in the sheep "stables" and another waiting to come home and get cosy on the terrace. Most of my neighbours just have their sheep living in their hallways til Eid. I'm telling you, this place is crazy..lol
Have a safe journey home and enjoy your break insha'allah.. don't forget to pop by and tell me what you've been up to.
xxx
Thanks for clarifying. If the sheep is to do with Eid I think I am beginning to get the picture.
ReplyDeleteYou won't believe how cold it is in Cork this morning. Even the men working on the flat next door (all Corkonians with their unique accent!!) are complaining. I dread winter if this is a taste.
Don't worry I shall pop over frequently. You must pop over for a cuppa one of these days too. God Bless x
Than you all for you positive responses. It was a bad week. We're almost through it but it took alot of reasoning. Lots of discussion between me and the Dh, and we've put some loose plans down for the next seven months of our lease in this house to make things a bit easier for everyone.
ReplyDeleteAt the end of the day we have to give it our best shot. I guess it's like marriage with the first few years being the hardest. I've really apreciated the comments, and it is comforting to know you aren't the only one who feels a hankering for home.
Much love to you all ladies
xxx