I got home from work the other day having had a really miserable day; co-workers not being that nice, tension in the air and me having had a really busy and, if I’m honest, rather stressful weekend to boot. Meaning that when I got home I just collapsed into a bath, feeling headachey and utterly “yuck”. I got out of the bath and even though my Mum and Mr. VP had made a gorgeous dinner, I felt so unwell I headed off to bed to sleep the waves of tiredness and sick-feeling off. Thankfully an hour’s rest (or should I say unconscious-ness did the trick) and I felt much better afterwards.
At the moment my days are very much list-oriented, something I only do when I’m worried about things going wrong, and at the moment that is quite a bit! It is all to do with The Thing I Can’t Tell You About Yet – which is not only stressing me beyond belief, it’s involving lots of phonecalls and letters, countless hours of worrying – and you’ll all laugh when you find out what it is and how silly I am. But the result of all this stress is that I’m left feeling pretty low with a really horrid case of cystitis. Weeing razorblades isn’t fun, especially when you need to make lots of phonecalls to various people, to get things sorted out for The Thing I Can’t Tell You About Yet, but I Should Be Able To Tell You About Tomorrow **it’s here!**! So as well as all the excitement a trip to the doctors is also on the cards (tomorrow)…
And with all this stressing (I know, I should be all zen and put it out of my mind, but I’m a tightly coiled spring at times) I haven’t been posting my 365 photos either. This is the first time I’ve sat down at the computer since I can’t remember when, but I am still taking the photos daily, but I can’t post my photo for Saturday 8th yet, because that shows you my big surprise, and as they all get uploaded in date-order, they are all still sat on my desktop waiting to be uploaded.
I am rambling. Sorry!
One thing that did make me smile lots though, was the parcel that the very nice postman dropped through my letterbox yesterday afternoon (we don’t get our mail here until 1pm-ish!) which had come all the way from Canada! It was the most beautiful parcel, so intricately wrapped, and I knew instantly what it was. You see, a couple of weeks ago I won Marie’s Blog-Giveaway celebrating her 100th post. Believe it or not, I think this was the first thing I’d ever won on a blog and it was such a surprise! I was given $25-worth of gift-vouchers to use on her site and I chose the wonderful selection of Winter Immunity & Health essential oils as it sounded like the kind of thing I’m sorely in need of at this time of year! They came with a beautiful card and a tester-pot of her own Rose Cream. I dived into a bath with a couple of drops of the oils and apart from smelling like I was running naked through a Black Spruce and Balsam Fir plantation (which in itself is a rather wonderful, emancipating feeling – I imagine, I have yet to actually do it!), it was very relaxing and eased my chest.
Marie’s business ticks all of my “boxes” when it comes to being a woman-run, independent, ecologically-friendly and organic business, and if you don’t go out and buy her beautiful products, you don’t know what you’re missing out on! The rose cream itself is absolutely beautiful, rose being one of my favourite smells, it’s a freshly-picked rose smell, not the heavy, false smells you get in cheap bath products. I am a fully converted Mariechantal-lover! Thanks Marie for sending me such a beautiful parcel!
Oh heck, this post is disjointed enough anyway, I’ll spill the beans now… My Big Surprise has been Holly Cranberry, my/ our new car! Yes, little Red has been sold *sniff* and my Mum was adamant about me getting a slightly bigger car, capable of carrying the dog, the multitude of things that go around with us at the moment, and something that will be easy to repair! So on Friday we came across, whilst doing some “gentle browsing”, this little car on the forecourt and fell instantly in love. One careful lady owner, 10,000 miles and in pristine condition. We did a test-drive on the Saturday (I did almost give us all whiplash, too…) and we signed the papers then and there. See, I knew you’d laugh – it’s so silly getting stressed about this, but it is the first time I’ve driven a manual, right-hand drive car for 4 years, and the change was terrifying me. I did drive her home though, talking to her all the way, and I did have a weepy moment in Red, on the way to giving her to the garage.
We’re saving the two bottles of bubbly that were supplied with the car, one for the weekend and the other for Christmas. This marks a big shift in everything, a new phase and a new cornerstone.