Hello? Is It Me You're Looking For?

I'm sure you've all seen this on Facebook, blogs, websites recently. But it was so appropriate for how I feel today. I am still in my pyjamas at 3pm. Not because I am sick or depressed but because I have been madly answering phone calls (business), looking up files (business) and as it is school holidays, I DON'T FUCKING HAVE TO BE DRESSED TO DO ALL THIS!

This week has been bedlam, I have had extra kids over (great for my two) for four days of this week, stocktake on our retail store was yesterday (yes, my two were dragged to that), and there are all sorts of negotiations going on with our other businesses.

So, yes, today I smell bad, I am not yet dressed, and I have not yet fed my children. Don't worry, at eleven and thirteen, when Mummy says - or in this case mouths with one hand over phone mouthpiece - "get it yourself", they actually do.

I am going to have a wine tonight. And probably a whine, but the worry with that is that Big Boy has had a worse week than me and he will probably top mine as I top up his glass...

See after the sanity returns.

December 8: Moment of Peace #best09

 An hour or a day or a week of solitude. What was the quality of your breath? The state of your mind? How did you get there?

Gwen Bell Best of 2009 Challenge

This used to be me. Long, peaceful baths, candles, glass of wine, soft music and usually a good book to lull me into that satiated state of blissful nothingness. 

I dreamt about being like this:

You know, similar to Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. Regal, calm, poised. It was not to be, or more to the point, I could never be. And as you may have gathered my life has turned more into this:

Not quite the same as this:

My last moment or period of serenity?

It was very early one morning, I awoke at sunrise. Walked onto our front deck and took this:

Breathed in the crisp autumn air, gazed around me at our beautiful mountain, listened to the morning birds calling, and thought to myself:

"I must do this more often. I am so lucky to have this, and I don't stop enough to enjoy."

Have I done it since. Ah, that would be a no.