|A delightful craft box that gets regularly used and rifled through at our place|
SOMETIMES when we read certain blogs we willingly allow ourselves to get so lost in the delights of perfectly posed photos, the ironed table cloths, the unnaturally straight rows of vegetables in the garden, the uniformly folded tea towel, the manicured puppy and the spotless kitchen that we can easily vapourise our sense of reality. At our house we are simply dysfunctional....deliciously dysfunctional.
One of the aims of this blog is to try and keep it real. Yes, we yell down the hallway at each other, we grumble about whoever it is that always leaves a single remaining square on the loo roll (if I ever work out who it is...watch out!), we snark about who has done the most loads of washing and we roll our eyes if it is our turn to clear the dishes away. Our windows shine...but once a year and our lawn gets mowed about half as frequently as it should. Yes, there are weeds...several....actually, lots. Occasionally things get shoved under the bed and pencils certainly reside under the sofa cushions. So what.
|The $50 freezer needs a defrost and|
a proper reorganisation
Trying to live the picture perfect life is just nonsense. Trying to convince others that we live it is just pure craziness. Even the Queen rumples the bedclothes, creates washing, has dirty dishes, spills the odd cuppa and has to deal with dog hair and the occasional leaking pen.
Consumerism would have us believe that it is 'but the work of a moment' to live a life straight out of the pages of a magazine, prepare amazing food with the flick of the wrist and have a linen cupboard that looks like an aisle at Harrods. Consumerism tells us if we just buy this or that product then it is all possible. Ha. Whatever. Not.
|Tonight's dinner was chicken drumettes in homemade simmer sauce|
Those of us with little children understand that we have to be content with knowing that the house is clean underneath the mess and that the lounge room was tidy for 3 minutes at some point during the day. Those of us with teenagers know that the pantry was full and organise earlier in the week and that running out of milk and phone credit is pretty normal as is having two jars of peanut butter opened and being used. There will be butter in the honey. Those of us that work a trade know that boots are gonna smell and grease and grim is a happening thing. Partners of electricians know that the kitchen power socket is probably going to stay loose for a bit longer yet in much the same way as the carpenter's back verandah probably needed replacing two summers ago. The being 'tired' thing is also real.....very real, so some nights the dishes will just have to wait. Yes, despite the lofty intentions of cooking from scratch every day at some point in the year pizza will most certainly be ordered.
|Creative clutter....I am told.|
It is life direction and intention that count, not perfection and closely guarded illusion. We will always be deliciously dysfunctional at our place whilst still quietly achieving important-to-us changes towards being well grounded, frugal, generous, helpful and wholesomely earthy.
Take care folks and stay nice.