I really have been quite lucky lately:
I landed a great little job.
I found childcare just down the road for Anneka.
I felt excited about house plans and felt we were overcoming the obstacles.
And little serendipitous things seemed to be happening all over the place. Or maybe I was just in a good mood? On CBC radio I heard something to the effect of: for every difficulty, annoyance, bit of bad luck, that you lament, you must celebrate equally the things that fall into place, happen with ease, bring good luck. This stuck with me and I was, I am, determined to celebrate these.
Then of course along came some difficulties. Nothing major, a nasty bug that stuck with me for three weeks, some back pain/sciatica, a new wave of nausea and fatigue, and a whole lot of (ahem) BULLSHIT at municipal hall. I'll save the colour of the crap for another day, or maybe not at all, other than to say, I've never experienced such nonsense within government departments with the exception of some third world agencies.
But this is the point of my post. Not to dwell in the stench, but instead to search for good intentions, to give the benefit of the doubt, to accept the mistakes of others, to find humor and let it all flow through me.
And by doing so, become better able to work with it.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Our First House
In May of 2008, we bought a house.
It isn't much, but it has some great views.
We had plans for this house, nothing huge - take down some walls, new floors, paint, fixtures etc. We had the plans, but not the time, the know-how, nor the means. So instead, I focused on the yard.
The yard was a postage stamp. There was a rose bush in the front, a holly tree in the back, and a rectangle of waist-high weeds that, at one time, had been a veggie garden.
Some mini projects over the last two seasons have led to something a little better.
The first season we acquired a green house from our awesome neighbour, I built a rock garden under the holly tree and Paul butchered the weeds that were once a veggie patch.
We moved in in July, but managed to put in a late garden.
This spring, we added a sand box, started seeds early in the greenhouse and had the time to properly prepare the soil for growing vegetables.
We also added a strawberry patch and enclosed the garden to keep out some of the ravenous weeds.
The garden has gone-off this year and we have had some huge harvests.
I'm still working on this path.
We've done a few things inside, but nothing too exciting.
Now, more than a year later those small ideas for the house have grown and these inflated ideas have been put on paper, made concrete. Now we are waiting....
It isn't much, but it has some great views.
We had plans for this house, nothing huge - take down some walls, new floors, paint, fixtures etc. We had the plans, but not the time, the know-how, nor the means. So instead, I focused on the yard.
The yard was a postage stamp. There was a rose bush in the front, a holly tree in the back, and a rectangle of waist-high weeds that, at one time, had been a veggie garden.
Some mini projects over the last two seasons have led to something a little better.
The first season we acquired a green house from our awesome neighbour, I built a rock garden under the holly tree and Paul butchered the weeds that were once a veggie patch.
We moved in in July, but managed to put in a late garden.
This spring, we added a sand box, started seeds early in the greenhouse and had the time to properly prepare the soil for growing vegetables.
We also added a strawberry patch and enclosed the garden to keep out some of the ravenous weeds.
The garden has gone-off this year and we have had some huge harvests.
I'm still working on this path.
We've done a few things inside, but nothing too exciting.
Now, more than a year later those small ideas for the house have grown and these inflated ideas have been put on paper, made concrete. Now we are waiting....
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