Careful what you wish for.
A few days ago, while putting together my post on Solitude I wrote “Sometimes I think I’d be happy living on a deserted island”.
I ended up deleting that line but the thought must have stuck. Yesterday the internet was out, the phones were on the blink and I wasn’t able to do anything I’d planned.
I had plans to finish my latest travel article, to check and research some facts before sending it off. I’d planned to answer emails, pay some bills online, check out a First Aid course, job hunt etc.
Well, needless to say none of that happened.
So I did what any self respecting woman would do. I
shopped, slept, drank coffee, read, put my feet up cleaned the toilet and bathroom, did the washing, cleaned the kitchen, walked Harry, did some gardening and swept up Lamby’s land mines of poo outside. Sounds boring but it was kind of therapeutic. Especially with music on.
Around midday I decided to bake my kids favourite biscuits. They’re wickedly decadent but easy to make. Here’s the recipe if anyone is feeling a bit naughty.
Sultana and Oat Cookies
1 cup plain flour, sifted
1/2 cup castor sugar
2 cups rolled oats
3/4 cup pecan nuts (or nuts of your choice)
3/4 cup sultanas or raisins
200g milk chocolate, chopped
1 tblsp water
1 tsp bicarbonate soda
150g butter, melted
1/4 cup honey
Preheat oven to 170C. Grease and line 2 baking trays
Combine flour, sugar, oats, nuts, sultanas and chocolate in a large bowl. Combine water and bicarb of soda, butter and honey to flour mixture and mix well.
Drop tablespoons of mix onto trays and leave room for cookies to spread.
Bake for 14 minutes until golden. Let them set and cool on trays And watch them disappear.
With the house smelling divine, daggy music playing and sunshine streaming in I started to feel like I really was on a desert island. I felt like no one could reach me.
Okay, I know I wasn’t quite lounging on a deck chair amongst swaying palm trees in Hawaii, being waited on by a hunky native, but hey, a little dreaming can’t hurt.
Reality check: Sometimes for all our plans in the world, things just don’t pan out. But maybe it was for the best. Maybe it was the Feng Shui and the salt crystals. Let me explain.
On the weekend I was decluttering. After reading a post by Brigid on Letting Go of Clutter and the benefits of using sea salt to shift the energy I decided I’d try it.
So, without telling anyone, (they’d think I was kooky) I put small bowls of sea salt in three rooms around the house.
I don’t know if it was mind over matter but something changed.
Not only did I clean out my son’s room, with his willing help, but hub got into the kitchen cupboards and helped scrub and I was motivated to clean out a drawer as well as underneath our bed (which was gathering lots of dust and old shoes).
I culled old clothes, donated books and things I had no more use for. My son was happy to reminisce through stuff and then pass on items he had grown out of.
Was it the salt? Or was it my intention to clear out the old to make way for the new that had me so motivated? Regardless, the energy seems higher, my son seems more organised and there are positive vibes flowing.
Okay, reality check, I’m back from Hawaii, sigh, but the daydreams linger. I might have to post more images on that vision board!
Wishing you all a wonderful week and remember, if the internet goes down, it’s a great chance to declutter and catch up on things you’ve been putting off doing.
Or you could just pretend you’re on an Hawaiian island and put your feet up. Aloha. I’m off to Zumba.
Keep smiling, stay calm and eat cookies … and don’t forget to have fun on the journey.