Savoring everyday simple pleasures

I had an encroaching heavy feeling, lead in my boots, sluggish and unmotivated. In fact, I was rather snappy and not too pleasant to my family. The new school term was commencing the following day and I just didn't feel ready. I wanted more leisurely wake ups followed by tea and walks. I wanted time at home, in the garden and writing- a refreshed spark for writing paradoxically was somewhat over shadowing my "other job" making m resentful of it. 

A muscular injury was doing nothing to dispel these feelings as even that was hindering me from ploughing into housework and garden maintenance- as is usually the case right before a new term- in order to feel on top of things, prepared and organized. Leaving me frustrated indeed.

Then a series of everyday events unfolded to make me switch my attitude, regain momentum, and not only feel very grateful for everything I do have but far more enthusiastic about heading back into work and my girls into a new , bust term. 

A contractor popped over to discuss some ground works with my husband. A chap whose lived in the area for decades, is solidly intrenched in this community and was happy to chat. During the discussion, we touched on his family history- his father having been a prisoner if war (which echoed the fabulous television series we are really enjoying, The New Look, and a podcast I listed to over the weekend) this subject alone making me see just how incredibly fortunate I am- we also talked about all the locals we know in common within our little community, as well as the changing times, a little of the history of where we live and various community projects that are on the go - devised purely to support and help one another. 

This conversation genuinely buoyed me and turned my negative thinking around - checking back in with my positivity- and left me feeling not only grateful- but proud even- to be fortunate enough to be part of such a wonderful community. To have all these opportunities ahead and a life ready to be lived and savored each moment. 

To cap off the day I took a late afternoon stroll in the dwindling sunshine before cozying up at home. Feeling excited even for the new week ahead, and truly renewed energy and vitality. 

 Savoring simple everyday pleasures

I find its a constant work in progress to take an objective step back and re assess and evaluate our daily lives. And the paradox is that its the simplicity I crave; the simpler and more 'ordinary" my days are, the more contented and relaxed and happy I feel. The most menial of tasks can give such pleasure and reward, and the simplest of gestures fill my heart to the brim. Early this morning, wandering outside between the downpours to snip a fresh (and possibly the last this season) of my Dahlias to pop in a budvase as it was so heavy with rain it was drooping with the weight. Such a simple act, that took a few short moments, but was a most gratifying and delightful little interlude to my morning, and the bloom is bringing brightness and joy to the coffee table in the family room. 

Take for example these past few days- my daughter has had intensive ballet seminars each morning, requiring us to leave the house just after 8, which isn't early by normal standards but this is the school holidays so the pace is different. Its meant if I was to enjoy waking naturally, without setting an alarm, not having enough time to walk or exercise before needing to jump in the car- so instead, I've embraced the slower starts, made a pot of tea in my robe, put some laundry on, prepared her breakfast and a snack, and felt unhurried. While its not ideal for me to arrive home at 9am to then workout, then shower, then have breakfast- thus essentially loosing my morning, it has also provided a necessary slower start to these cooler, darker (wetter) Autumnal mornings- an enforced pace change to allow a more restful beginning. The simple ritual of boiling the tea kettle, selecting the tea or coffee for that particular day, and sitting down to savor my hot drink with the cats and the quiet of the early morning has been a treat, as opposed to slugs of coffee standing in the kitchen whilst juggling all the myriad of morning tasks on a normal weekday. 

I have developed a rather sore case of tennis elbow in the last couple of weeks, which while very frustrating- not to mention painful- is actually requiring me to only do so much- having to spread my tasks out or prioritize them as I literally cant do it all. For example, I spent a not unpleasant hour ironing whilst listening to a podcast, but after the final garment was hung up I know I'd reached my limit- I wasn't capable of doing any more manual tasks that day- or certainly for a few hours, so I stopped. I made a cool drink of iced sparkling water with fresh lemon and sat down to read. Ordinarily, I would have found the next to do, and ploughed on ahead. This has made me pace myself in a way that is new to me, but necessary. And I'm really rather enjoying the change. 

Its also made me re asses going forward fully into a new term and new season, my schedule, time blocking, prioritizing and being realistic with to dos, goals, and how many hours there are in a day! 

I am someone who thrives on routine and enjoys planning. With the exception of lazy summer days to float through, or cozy wintry Sundays to potter at home, I am happiest with a clear goal, plan and list- however short or succinct it may be. So I am looking forward to taking a quiet moment or two over this weekend before the new school term roars off with soccer training at 7am on Monday to plan, get out my diary, and schedule in time for writing, for outdoor activities, for chores, for family and for me. I am excited to have days or times earmarked with no distractions to pursue my writing and start the editing process. To realize a dream. 

 A wise, dear and trusted friend said to me last week:

" You can be the sweetest, juiciest peach on the tree and you're still going to come across people who don't like peaches" 

Its so true; So I'll keep to my happy bubble, disregard non peach lovers, keep perusing dreams and loving life fiercely. 

And to celebrate - we are off for dinner and a movie as family this evening, so I better get my skates on.

Happy weekend. 

 Savoring simple everyday pleasures

I have come to realize, its me. I am the blockage. I am holding things up. I am making excuses- in short, I am my own worst enemy. 

While taking a walk earlier this week (school holidays- bliss) I was listening to an all-time favorite podcast- Thank you Shannon Ables, about becoming your own best friend. 

Listening to this hot on the heels of finishing the book 'The courage to be disliked', a few welcome and not so welcome home truths made themselves apparent to me: (excuses in Italics....) 

* I need to schedule time each week- preferably 5-6 days per week to concentrate on my writing (But haven't made this a genuine priority in my already full and bustling family life as a wife, mum of two and school office lady)

* I need my husband to step in and help with the editing process and the self publishing technicalities (But I'm slightly self conscious of him reading my work - even though I know he fully supports me, and I know its not a quick process and he has a lot on his plate) 

* A Genuine lack of confidence in myself. (I'm anxious about being judged, putting myself in a vulnerable position, people I know discovering its me and loosing my anonymity) 

*I truly savor and treasure the little pleasures in my everydays- as per this blogs overall intention, I get a thrill from the scent of pine trees, a beautiful sky, a daily ritual I enjoy, a freshly cleaned home, completing a to do list, a well presented home cooked meal, a considered outfit, fresh linen. (Is it enough? I admire and am truly inspired by like minded women who have become authors, who are on the same journey, who derive pleasure from many of the same things- who notice all the things that also bring me joy, but they've already done it. They are successful, published, self-sufficient, confident and experienced. Is there room for another one. Will people still enjoy what I can bring, my observations and ponderings? 

* I feel strongly, so strongly, that this is my purpose- this is what I have to give, my contribution, so why do I feel so self conscious, where is my positivity and a sprinkling of bravado? 

Every single day something, somehow speaks to me, nudges me along- a paragraph, a quote, an interview, a passage from the current literature I'm reading- the Universe persuading me that next year is too far, tomorrow may not wait, and the present is now. BEGIN. 

I am keenly aware of the present and try to always be mindful, take a step back and savor, and practice gratitude. Noticing the littlest of pleasures- when you start practicing genuine gratitude, days become instantly brighter. SO true. I try not to rush, or wish time away or too often this - things will be easier when***, Or once I've done *** I can concentrate on my writing...   As with rapidly growing daughters there's no avoiding how quickly the years pass. In the same sentiment then, what am I waiting for?

I have drafts of at least 2 books that are waiting to start the process of publishing. I very much doubt they'll be perfect, but they'll be mine. I think about it every day, all the time- from the publishing side, to the potential readers, to the illustrations, cover, binding, first order- the whole terrifyingly magic process!  it will be my first boot quaking experience of putting myself out there and being utterly open- but also, my first deeper experience of reaching further, inspiring more people to pause, to savor, to notice, and to celebrate everydays. 

Its time to put my big girl pants on. 

(No Buy Year Update: oooooh I'm struggling. So many incredible sales - mostly popping into my in box rather than me seeking them out- and I'm finding it SOOOO hard to refrain. Especially with the biggest change in seasons here from summer to winter with only a tiny fall in the upper north Island- boom and its winter! I'm working out how the wool coat at 70% off could become a mothers day gift - therefor I haven't strictly purchased it....... I really really want that coat! Its a high quality, timeless classic, well constructed and in a perfect neutral camel...... eeek!) 

 Savoring simple daily pleasures

I have a confession. And I am riddled with guilt over it! I purchased a pair of shoes on line - heavily discounted- and I justified them to myself as they were athletic/ trainers/ sneakers. Who am I kidding? These are not shoes designed to run in. They are fashion sneakers. (and lovely) I will not be wearing these on the treadmill or woodlands walks- BUT , I am hoping they will cushion and save my feet on commutes to work as last winder I found doing that kind of daily milage in flat souled ballet flats, or unforgiving boots- no matter how comfy they were to actually were or how quality the manufacture and materials, I regularly went to bed at night with achy feet 'singing' from the lack of support throughout an average day for me- on a work day I clock up a good 15-20,000 steps NOT including a scheduled morning treadmill run or afternoon walk in proper trainers. (By then I'm usually clocking nearer 30,000) 

So there you have it. I got to April and I cheated. I'm sorry. But its not over after one stumble. And I still firmly believe the process so far has absolutely made me hyper aware of the mindless and unintentional consumerism I was frequently indulging in. So onwards!

After last weeks post I did do a huge wardrobe over hall. I still didn't quite pare it down to the minimal quantities I had idealized, but its looking very clean, chic and considered. (with one new pair of shoes.... as mentioned) 

I am thinking of renting a stall at an upcoming second hand clothing market so I can pass on the clothing which has plenty of life and good wear in it and also recuperate some of my original outlay. Normally I donate EVERYTHING, as I like the feeling of passing it on an my belief that I've already sunk that money so its nice to benefit the charity and the new owner- but this is a huge amount and some pretty high end pieces- plus our local charity shops have too much already and are not accepting donations at this time. 

On another note, I have been battling a head cold or virus all this past week, I'm thankful it hasn't really affected my sleep in a negative way but I have eaten rather a lot more easter egg chocolate than was ideal and been unable to exercise as much as planned. 

Yesterday though, despite howling winds I managed a long walk to let the wind clear the passages and to soak up the autumnal atmosphere- jewel colors really starting to show and rustling leaves along my path. 

SO I'm keeping this entry brief, as today is a rest day. I have some light house work to tend to, and a little life admin, then a date with the sofa, my book, a pot of my favorite tea, and hopefully a purring snuggly kitty or two. 

This squally weather it set to clear here tomorrow so a day or two of gardening and some walks are in order.

Have a wonderful weekend

 Savoring simple daily pleasures 

Doesn't that look dreamy!?  Sadly its not my home, but it encapsulates the vibe I want to try and recreate and have the pleasure of stepping into each morning.

Interestingly, while I have been known to occasionally browse on line- often through a rabbit hole of some kind that lead me there, my No Buy Year is leading me to aspire to be more minimalist and intentional, and even edit further- dramatically in fact- what garments and accessories and shoes I do already have. 

I think possibly the change in season is driving this new found urge to purge, but its interesting its taking me there for Autumn and winter- a summer purge and minimalist attitude seems more logical with less layers and longer, lazier days. 

I am yearning for a few hours in my closet today to really hone my signature style and refine the outfits I have with what I currently own to work with. 

Not my closet either, but we have exactly the same shelving and hanging space in our Walkin that was here when we bought the home. Functional, and good for airflow to keep things fresh....but not terribly appealing or stylish....

A couple of stylists have popped up on my Instagram feed lately which make a capsule wardrobe seem so effortless - I'm In!  I even did one of the on line quizzes and the "style" it recommended as my core pieces with interchangeable items to dress it up or down, were so similar to what I already own in my closet it was a nice little boost to know I'm on the right track- just a little more paring down and focus is required now, so that its even simpler for me in the future. 

Doesn't it make you feel like you can breathe deeper and hold your shoulders back a little when you get a little glow from an outfit, knowing you feel amazing in it- on every level, imagine harnessing that feeling with your entire wardrobe so you can feel like that every day and in every situation! I have my work cut out for me! And while I certainly maintain- and have for years, an intentional, considered, at times 10/15 item wardrobe, I struggle with keeping it looking quite that minimal in the closet. By the time I have an area for gym/running, golf, beach, garden/ dirty jobs, formal wear, evening wear, nightwear, work and weekend - I feel cluttered before I've even begun but these are areas of my life that are pretty much daily or weekly, with the exception maybe of formal wear. In a typical day I will wear gym gear to run, smart/ semi formal for work, or smart casual for a day I'm not in the office, change again for an afternoon walk/golf/ballet, then nightwear, robes and sippers for last thing in the evening. Those outfit changes dont even cover a beach day or an evening out! (And yes, that's a fair amount of laundry too!) 

Its interesting noting my own reluctance to fully purge in a dramatic way - possibly as I know I cannot pop out to buy something to fill a gap that may form- unless it fits one of the criteria I have set myself:

Is damaged Beyond repair

For a special event such as a wedding ( The second hand/ pre loved is my source)

And to be able to replace running shoes as they ware out. (I have actually already had to do this as I was running in a pair my daughter passed on to me that were not designed for running per se so my feet and knees were beginning to suffer the consequences. So I did invest in 2 Pairs of HOKA running shoes- one for the treadmill, one for walks and runs outdoors. I am also looking into a further purchase of some ON Cloudstratus running shoes as I have just signed up for a 1/2 marathon later in the year.)

So, my plan today is to combine a sort thought of the obvious things to move on- those that are damaged, worn out, ill-fitting, unflattering etc, then try to create a capsule with interchangeable accessories that can all work together and create several versions of one core outfit. I have always been of the mind set to use and love and enjoy what you have- no to "save" it or tuck it away. Its not bringing anyone joy there. But I'm not necessarily going to run straight to donate the items wither- I'm going to remove anything I'm not 100% happy with and store else where, then I'm going to trial an even more honed down capsule wardrobe, with the intention of re editing in another 4-6 weeks as the seasons continue to change. In the past I've very much done 2 big wardrove switches per year, SPRING SUMMER/AUTUMN WINTER, but its just not conducive yet to make such a radical shift to sweaters- granted some evenings have been down to 9 degrees, but most have sat around 14-16 degrees and the days are climbing to a warm 23 still. So I have removed high summer items this week- shorts, beachwear-  But its still rather too soon to bring out the chunky knits and sweater dresses. 

Our clocks change for fall this weekend so today is the perfect time to embark on it. 

Podcast to listen to- check 

Coffee -check

House to myself- check

even the weather is perfect- breezy and overcast. 

wish me luck!