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So, what changed?

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On the edge of a precipice… Not the photographer’s caption – that is completely mine. Photo by Erik Mclean on Pexels.com

And with that I mean for you personally, in your life.

Because of the pandemic. Have you come to any profound realizations during this time? Important enough to change how you do things on a permanent basis?

I have realized that I need people even less than I thought before. I find that it is increasingly difficult for me to go out and cope with the ‘stuff’ that comes with people. So, when this pandemic has finally run its course, I will probably still prefer to go out as little as possible, deal with people as little as I can.

I have discovered that I need less clothes than I thought before. It is nice to keep buying new clothes, but have you ever sat down and thought to yourself how much of the clothes in your closet you actually really need? Especially if you don’t have to go to an office everyday. It is scary if you start doing a bit of research into how much money goes into the buying and making of clothes and accessories! Can you imagine how much resources (cotton, bamboo, silk, leather, etc.) are needed to feed that greed? Our earth will be so much better off if we can wean ourselves from the hunger to have closets full of the latest and best in fashion…

And food. Do you know more than a third of food produced in the world goes to waste? Why? Why are people so wasteful with food? Because it is too easy to just go out and buy more? Maybe it is because hardly anybody produces their own food anymore. To most people, it is something you buy in a shop. No thought is given to how it got there. Or what it is made of. So now because X amount of food is needed, and the population keeps growing, more and more food ‘needs’ to be produced, when actually a third less is really needed – if only people were not so wasteful.

But. Yes, there is always a ‘but’. But because of the fact that I need less people, I need more of the WWW. I do spend a fair amount of time on YouTube, Google and the TV, which is most certainly far from ideal. If I can get myself to do a whole lot less of that, I’ll be happy. I do grow more of my own food, not close to what I would like to do, but I’ll get there. Baby steps. And I’ll keep doing it. I’ll keep baking bread, and I will try to not buy any at all, in future.

Finally, I have realized that we have given away waaaaaayyyy to much of our personal autonomy. How did that happen? I will keep fighting it in my small way. I will not sit back and be passive about it. We are not puppets. We are not programmed by uniform micro chips planted into our brains (yet). I find it hard to believe how so many millions of people are happy with the fact that all decisions about their lives have been taken away from them.

What has changed for you? What realizations and conclusions have you reached? I’ll be interested to know. I doubt anybody will come out and talk to me about these things, but someone out there might just surprise me…

Guesthouse reno.

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Guesthouse cottage from my back patio.

Hi! I’m still around, would you believe!! 😁

You can be forgiven for thinking or hoping ( 😉 ) that I’ve thrown in the towel on blogging, but sorry, no.

I’ve been busier than I’ve been in a very long time, and just did not have the time to sit and chat to you and download pictures. I also realized how much time blogging takes up, because it is not only about the writing, it is also reading and commenting on the blogs you follow. I did get behind – way behind! And it is difficult to catch up.

The guesthouse is still not a 100% done, but like I mentioned in the previous blog, the one unit is completely comfortable and livable – just a few things I still feel I want to do to add to the overall charm and comfort. The second unit is still some way from being finished. Oi…

Here are some pictures to give you an idea of the changes and the progress. I tried to give you some reference points so you can figure out what I’ve done.

Before : Counter between kitchen and dining area.
The counter built up, dining area now a kitchen/diner.
Nook behind the door – previously the linen and storage cupboard’s place.
Now the washing up nook.
Previously: the kitchen – lots of wasted space.
Now: Bedroom and bathroom.

So, those are the big changes!

The previous bedroom is now the whole second unit, and is the one that is still a work in progress, and I’ll update you later on that. To end up with, a picture or two of the living area.

Previously: The view from the kitchen. Lots and lots of wasted space.
Now: the view from the bedroom entrance towards the rest of the unit.

That’s it folks!

This is what has been keeping me busy lately, and it is not done yet. This coming week, I want to push for the second unit. By the end of the week, I want it done and listed for occupation. Let’s hold thumbs for that…🤞🏻

I apologize for not reading and commenting as regularly as I usually do, hopefully that will change again soon. In the meantime, I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

Still eating dust, and anybody else out there who’s had enough?

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Nothing to do with my post, but a little island of calm in a mad world.
Photo by Dario Fernandez Ruz on Pexels.com

Yip.

Although things have moved along a bit with the alterations on the guesthouse, we are still eating dust, listening to noise and living in chaos.

I can see things changing drastically within about two working days (I really, really hope it does), but for now everything still feels crazy and uncomfortable.

I am upset about how we are all being manipulated by our governments. I am not a puppet on strings, and I cannot remember giving anyone the right to decide for me how I should live my life. Initially I thought it was a good idea to be cautious about this virus that seemed to have taken the world by storm, but now things are just plain ridiculous. At which point do you decide to return life to normal? Because at this rate it is never going to happen. How can you continuously close everything down every time a few more people get the virus? There are reports from all over about how unreliable the tests are for a start. The tests are unreliable, the vaccines are not safe, nobody seems to know for how long they will protect you, or if it is safe for pregnant women, older people, or anyone for that matter. Yet still nothing can return to normal. Businesses must continue to close down. People must continue to lose their jobs.

And yet, we accept all this without a word of protest, as if it is the way it should be…

Do you know the parable about the frogs? If you put them in cold water, make a fire under the pot, they will not even realize that they are in water that is constantly getting hotter and hotter, until they are cooked – and then it is too late.

Oi…a scary, scary thing to allow others to make all these decisions for us, don’t you think?

About this and that.

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Canola and sun.

Heat. Heat. HEAT!!!

I’m melting. I’m exploding. I’m boiling. I can’t breathe. I went to bed with a gigantic headache last night. I can’t sleep.

You understand what I’m saying? I can NOT stand the heat.

I know I’ve said it before, and I’m sorry to keep harping on about it, but it is bad at the moment, and it is nearly the only thing on my mind.

I am grateful that we are on the way to winter, even if the warmest month of the year is still ahead (Feb.)

On a different track, we are already in the fourth week of January! It was New Year’s only a few days ago, wasn’t it? I’m alarmed at the speed that time is passing… I’m still thinking ‘when things get going, I’ll…’, so I better get my backside in gear, and realize that the year is actually already in full swing.

I had a tiny change done to the guesthouse, as a prelude to the bigger changes I want to do there (remember my previous post on that?)  I took out an unused backdoor, and put in a window for some more light. (It is going to be a bedroom when I’m done.) I love the change! Now I have to get on with the rest…

Tomorrow, in the dark hours of the morning, my SO* is heading back up north to attend to business, while I will stay here, trying to keep things ticking over. Never something I’m excited about,  but that’s the way things are, so we have to get on with it!

It is going to start cooling down now, and then I can breathe freely again – yay!

*SO – Significant other.

Unpredictable…

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Life is unpredictable, to say the least.

“Life is what happens while we’re making other plans.” ~ John Lennon.

True, that.

As a youngster I used to believe you should plan things. What and where you are going to study after school. What are you going to do when you finish your studies, and where. Plan, plan, plan.

That way, I thought, nothing can happen to surprise you. How could I have been so naive? So stupid? Of course we all know that life is not like that. At all. For some even less so than for others.

I’ve know people who’s lives came close to that predictability. The couples both had jobs, which they neither loved or hated, but it brought in two fairly good salaries. They had their children, one car, then later two, they planned yearly holidays away. Safe, secure. Except of course for retrenchments, affairs, medical emergencies, or deaths in the family, which is something that always causes turmoil in a peaceful existence.

My life had never been like that. It had always been prone to changes, sometimes literally from one day to the next. Financial stability was never a thing. Changes happened often. Sometimes it was difficult to adjust, other times a little less so. ‘Adapt or die’ certainly rang true in my life.

On a positive note, I can say that life was never boring. How could it be?

I also thought that by the time I hit that ‘certain age’ I spoke about yesterday, my life would be settled, calm and serene. It should be, don’t you think? The turmoil of raising kids is over, my working days coming to an end (?) and peace should set in.

But NO, not so. Things seem to be carrying on the way it has always been. Unpredictable. Changeable.

I’m trying to find that pocket of calm for myself to escape to, where I can breathe deeply and feel peace. Some days I find it, some days not.

I wonder if it is something I’m doing, or not doing… Maybe I should see my life as predictable in its unpredictability?

(One thing I do know for a fact – Covid bloody 19 has come and upset the apple cart properly, and not only for me. I think a gazillion people’s lives have been knocked sideways since the beginning of last year. I think those who thought they had predictable, planned lives, think differently now… )