I have come to the conclusion over the past week that you can never have Too Many Towels! My house is not particularly big (a small cottage is really how you'd describe it) and I was recently looking at the rather large collection of towels we have in the linen cupboard and thinking I could ditch a few and free up some space. Fortunately, I am a fantastic procrastinator and they were all still there when Vomit Week arrived and I have used almost every single one of them - mopping, protecting, multiple bathing. I think they have well and truly justified their place in the cupboard (although I am hoping they will never need to be put to such use again!!). I used this as an opportunity to explain to very streamlined, organised and proactive Husband that procrastinating and hoarding are Good Things and, therefore, I am full of Very Good Habits!! He didn't actually agree, although that could be because he was being too ill for words at the time, but I'll take it as "of course Stella, I never should have doubted your procrastinating wisdom and hoarding judgement at all".
So, I haven't been working, studying or creating this week, but I though I'd show you a few of the bits that reminded me of happier times, catching a glimpse of them as I dragged myself from my miserable position on the couch to clean up yet another mess. Oh yeah, and did I mention I am Very Grateful that we have leather couches in our house?
.: Bit #1 that made me happy:.
This was my view from the sick couch this week. Husband bought me that clock for my birthday a couple of years ago and it quite genuinely makes me happy every time I look at it. I don't wear a watch and, due to the small size of our house, I can see it from almost everywhere inside. Everything else in this photo reminds me of Good Things in my life as well ... the Stars' eating, playing, creating table with their own little gallery next to it ... the garlic ropes hanging from the baker's stand that I grew and plaited myself ... the artwork that my sister gave me as a thank you for having her teenage son live with us for 3 months ... the gorgeous tasselled lamp that give a lovely, soft, red glow at night ... the easy clean leather armchair that really earned its place in the house this week ... the timber dresser that I bought when I was a poor and starving art student and cost me a fortune (in art student budgeting terms) and I have taken with me everywhere I've ever lived since ... I could go on, but you get the idea ....: And then I zoom in a little to Bit #2 that made me happy:.
The roses that BigStar and LittleStar picked from the garden with Dad just before Vomit Week started. They just glow with colour and beauty and health (exactly NOT like all of us this week).
.:And then, whenever I was able, this Bit #3 made me Really Happy (or maybe it was relieved?):.
I was desperate to just lie in bed and feel sorry for myself and Sleeeeeep I felt so rotten, but the Stars and Husband felt just as bad so really, there was little rest for this wicked one ...
And now ... I should be at uni today writing Amazingly Intelligent Things but my brain is not working in that way at all right now and I am using the quiet house (the Stars are well enough to be at daycare - which is probably where the bug came from in the first place) to recover and catch up and just Be Still. I even had a Nap, which is absolutely and gloriously decadent (and necessary - see above!). I have felt far too nervous to actually leave the house and the study is as far as I've ventured (Husband took the Stars this morning). I even still have washing on the line outside that's been there since Wednesday and I can't see it coming in today either. But that's OK, because at least we have clean sheets and towels in the linen cupboard (thank you clothes dryer). And isn't that a nice, circular way to come back to the beginning?? Almost a little bit clever (although, I must admit, completely unintentional!!).
So now, I will go back to another Bit, although this one made me sad earlier this week because I couldn't do it ... lucky for me now though, I think it'll be Good ...
Take care,
Stella
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