Thankfully, things are slowly starting to get back to normal after about six months of chaos, shopping, reorganisation, relocation and, at times, barely contained nervousness over moving our Neighbourhood Centre and Flexischool to a new and permanent location. Finally we have a real home; it's the first time ever in our 17 year history that we have a building to call our own. We'll never have to move again because we can't afford the rent or because the neighbours don't approve of our clients coming and going. But now the move is complete, all the furniture, equipment, odds and ends purchased and installed. New services have started, old ones expanded, and with the opening last Friday a wonderful confirmation of our community's support, I can relax and just get on with my job. Phew!
Lunch on the verandah after the opening.
Now I can come home again and centre myself here. There have been many days in the past few months when I have bought bread rather than make it, left the floor unswept because I was too tired to do it, or sat to knit and gone straight to sleep in my big old floppy armchair. It goes to show that I am not the perfect angel many think I am and just like many of you I am overwhelmed by my life at times. It happens to everyone and we all cope in our own way until things return to normal. And that is where I am. I'm looking forward right now to a gentle slow day when I catch my breath and start putting things to rights.
Hanno is taking a group of seniors out in the bus today. They're going on a boat cruise along the Pumicestone Passage, back to the Tavern on shore for lunch and then home in the bus. Price $5, it's subsidised by our Neighbourhood Centre and a partner. It's a lovely day out for everyone, that gives our seniors a memorable day with friends but keeps them on budget.
So that leaves me home alone.
So that leaves me home alone.
Summer in a bowl - my home made peach jam. I still have three litres of it (shhhh).
I have some tasks I enjoy doing this morning - potting tomato seedlings into larger pots, building up the worm farm, and moving pot plants around for the winter conditions soon to be upon us. Of course, I'll make the bed and sweep, but no bread making today as I'll be here by myself, so I'll make a tea cake for morning teas. There is a load of washing that needs to be done and later in the morning I'll sweep and tidy the front verandah. It will be sunny out there then so I can rearrange my pot plants for the winter sun.
Some of the chooks wandering in the backyard.
To tell you the truth I could do almost anything here at home today and I'd love it. Just knowing that I have that big job behind me and many sunny winter days ahead, fills me with the kind of pleasure they often talk about in advertising but always fail to deliver. Being here, pottering around, freshening things, gardening, cooking, baking and keeping my home in a way that suits Hanno and I are the small things that keep me going with love in my heart. Nothing else gives me the kind of joy I feel when working in my home. Oh, I love doing all manner of things and I get pleasure from many of them, but homekeeping - that warm and comfy feeling of knowing I'm fluffing up our nest and that in this space we call home, we can close the gate and be alone, together, that, my friends, is worth a queen's ransom.
I wish you a day full of peace and joy too, and I hope that like me, you'll find some time for knitting or whatever it is that you relax with.
