Monday, 4 January 2016

Happy happy new new


Another year has passed.
I can't say I know more about who I am. But the kids seem to handle the separation with equanimity. I am at a very interesting point in my career.  I manage the cost of owning my own house. I don't have much spare time. But I suppose my spare time is being with the kids right now. Being with the kids and for the kids.
That'll be plenty and it's plenty more than many people have.

Monday, 14 December 2015

When will I get Отава Ё on Spotify??



I swear, I can not stop listening to this song! :-D
The group Отава Ё (Otava Yo) have a YouTube channel with some more songs, this one is the catchiest but there are a few more fit to go on a playlist. :-)

...and check this out: https://youtu.be/5wodaofs5N0

Saturday, 21 November 2015

True introvert?

I am alone at home, tasked (by myself) with the task of cleaning the house (the entire thing). Haven't done that for an embarrassing amount of time.

Facing this I naturally procrastinate.
I "småplockar" (pick up and sort loose items off the floor and surfaces) in preparation of the big bang activity of running the hoover around the place and try to pep talk myself into why cleaning the house is not a bad thing.

I actually end up realising this is far from a bad thing.
Because when thinking of "things that could be worse than this" I come up with the following:


  1. Having to go outside - meaning having to wash up and get dressed properly.
  2. Having to go see people - meaning having to act smart, dress smart and be smart.
  3. Having to go to an event/party - meaning having to dress up, fix hair and face and think of matching accessories and god do I bring a bag will I sleep over do I have to bring a change of shoes..? 
The two latter have the aspect of "having to meet and interact with people" assumed. This is not something I do if I have an option to not do it.

All of the above are SO much worse than cleaning the house that I ended up being rather cheerful at the prospect of staying in and cleaning the house today.

Yay me.
Yay introversy.
http://www.linusjonkman.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/introvert-vs-extrovert.jpeg

Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Half and half

1974?

Some time ago I realised I have possibly less years left to live than what I have lived already. Which means I'm at a half way point in life. It's rather fitting, I feel.
I am quite literally at a turning point too.

I am living on my own. Part time with my wonderful, rambunctious, arguing, intelligent, beautiful children. Part time on my own alone. I own my own house (weee!). I have a decent job which magically manages to keep me interested year in and year out (twenty years this year).
I love my body. Not all of the time, not for all of it's quirks, but more and more so as time goes. My body is not perfect, but that's not the point. It's AWESOME, fricken hell the things it has done and the places it has carried me through... :-)

I know I should've done many many things.
Should've. Should have. Schmould have. Never mind. I haven't done them. That's that. Not much I can change about that.
Regret is a wasteful emotion.


Question is, what will I do with the rest of my years? :-)

Saturday, 11 July 2015

This makes me so happy


(https://www.reddit.com/r/gifs/comments/3cub6t/baby_gets_glasses_and_can_see_clearly_for_the/)

That smile.

Baby wearing glasses for the first time and for the first time able to see clearly. :-)
The optometrists working with my son have done such a terrific job getting him from half-blind to 100%. They've been patient, kind, supportive and our trips there have most of the time been a blast because we try to make it "we time". :-) Naturally some of the success comes from the fact that I believe my son's reaction to his first glasses (the ones he borrowed from nana!) was something like this and he keeps trooping on wearing his glasses all the time. :-)

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Good ol' times


A conversation at work today reminded me of how I used to spend the summers as a child...

I spent many, many hours with my nose buried in one of the pocket books dad had in his library. There were two categories - horror and sci-fi. :-)

I am pretty sure this is a great part of why I am who I am today! :-)

Saturday, 23 May 2015


Introduced oldest son to WoW. It is good.

Screenshot of when we accepted a transportation quest so precisely the same time that our griffins were merged to a tandem ride. :-D