Me, myself and I

 

I've just been given the most incredible early Christmas gift.  I was given something no money can buy and is as precious and rare as, umm... I don't know what.  I just know that for me it was sacred.  I was offered the gift of Time and it was lovingly donated to me by my pretty special husband.

About a week ago, Tuck spied his next RDO's on our family calendar.  It offered him a three day weekend over the days just past and he decided he was going to take the kids down to the family beach house at Middleton.  I was welcome to go along but when he threw out the idea for me to stay behind and have a couple of nights to myself, the thought opened a whole new world for me.  It's been nearly seven years since I had a night by myself, on my own, and this was not one but two nights!  It was.... it was.... well, it was weird, but so delightful and lovely.  Snowy went with them of course which left just me and Rexie the cat.  Our new flock of chickens are not arriving until after Christmas (there was a delay with their October arrival).  We are a one car family and that vehicle went with the rest of them so even though I happily walk anywhere, I stayed at home t.h.e. w.h.o.l.e. t.i.m.e.  It was quiet, gentle and blissfully productive in a very satisfying way.

At six days before Christmas the choices for occupying my time were many.  My main project was the laundry which I have been longing to put into order since we moved here nearly two years ago!  Since that very first day it became the 'dumping room', where everything just got chucked within to be dealt with another time.  Do you remember this post where I described it as a disgrace?  Well it really was and sometime after Christmas I will reveal to you the 'befores and afters'.  The laundry makeover was interspersed with a little bit of everything, including a few visits from the Australia Post delivery person.

 

The arrival of a little on-line shopping...

 

Time to get wrapping...

 

I wrote some cards...

 

I mixed and spread some poo...  (the Waning moon is a good time for fertilizing with organic manures - foliar or soluble fertilizers are best on the waxing moon)

 

I did some fixing...

 

And a little prettying...  (the kids and I call these branches "Reindeer Antlers" and it's become a bit of a tradition to trim them each year from a roadside bush around the corner)

 

I also finished off a little homemade gifting, had a sleep in and watched a movie all the way through - I'm a sucker for a trashy chick-flick when the mood for something light takes me.

So what do you think friends, did I get lucky or what!?!  And, yes, I did follow myself around with the camera most of the time.  A girl has to entertain herself somehow, doesn't she?
 

I couldn't leave you without showing off my loyal companion... meet Rexie.