This weekend was lovely. It was busy busy busy on Saturday morning….getting cars serviced, library stops, shopping and all the admin of our lives. But it was fine. We were together.
I have been reading quite a bit about this whole overnight soaked oats thing and decided to give the peanut butter one a try. Nothing can go wrong with peanut butter, I love the stuff. Added the oats, milk, yoghurt and peanut butter….it was OK. I was disappointed because I was expecting creamy yumminess and ended up with icky oat soup.
The office is calmer and less frenetic. Everyone knows what we are doing, without being micromanaged. Things are getting done and everyone feels positive about life in general. I feel better knowing it is not me. I even had a compliment about the quality of my documentation. Now I can smile and not let it go to my head, because at this age, if my documentation is not up to scratch, I have a huge problem.
I am waiting for the end of the year so eagerly. I cannot wait to be on holiday. Being in the office every other day at five int he morning is really taking its toll on my body physically. The vitamins are just not up to these long days anymore.
The bosses are slightly mad, but we have accepted it as part of the office culture. The latest is that we must do away with paper diaries and notebooks. That will not work for me and I have said that my diary is too personal. At least I was not the only one feeling this way. I think they had not thought about the fact that we diarise things that have nothing to do with the office.
Honeybear is having really full days, with swimming every evening, so the poor child is pretty wiped by bedtime. We have moved it up a bit and let him sleep as long as possible in the mornings. How on earth are these little kids supposed to manage all these activities, plus having mom and dad teach them at home. I can only manage there is more going on, the older they get. I have even had to stop our jungle gym visits after school. That little body just needs a rest.
Hubby is the sweet darling he always is. He has been so supportive of me and the endless cuddles and massages are the best ever. We have been juggling crazy work hours and I really miss not having any kind of support structure other than hubby and I. At least holiday care is sorted this year. Honeybear is looking forward to it. He loves it, which is so different from a year ago, when he cried in every new situation.
I have been following Marcia’s posts on paying of your bond in five years. While I think that we are kind of stuck at the moment, it will not be forever. We manage the little extra every month and it makes a huge difference. With the last three interest rate hikes, we have been safe, in that we had paid off enough extra, that the jump ups were not too serious.
So Hubby and I have the challenge of reducing the grocery budget. It is working well so far, in that all meals are planned ahead (with crazy work hours, neither one of us cooks during the week, so meal planning has many advantages for us). We are also working out new recipes for ourselves. The last thing we want is icky budget food no one wants to eat. Spending on a few good ingredients is far more cost effective, than cheap icky stuff that lies there rotting. It just kills morale and enthusiasm.
Another unseen advantage of cooking bulk, ahead, is the electricity and water usage. We have less dishes to do, because there is no cookware to wash up, just the crockery and cutlery we used to eat. Also, we are just reheating, not heating up the oven or stove from scratch. Less hot water is being used. Cooking bulk also means less trips to the store, as there is no need to do a shop during the week, unless it is milk. ( we drink so much milk in our house)
And with all this inspiring “I can do” things going on in our budget, I feel more motivated about losing the weight I want to lose.
We all need to feel inspired all the time. It helps us get through the rough patches. Here is to INSPIRATION.