Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Writing

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Sometimes, change is good. On Thursday, we took delivery of a new bed frame. For the past twenty years, our old bed frame served us well. But I wanted a fresh, contemporary look, so in April when shutdown seemed its bleakest and just about everything was on sale to encourage individuals to spend money, I… Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Writing

Listicle of thoughts

I have a maundering brain today. Here's a preview, with my deepest apologies: Gloomy day. Grey clouds, persistent rain, but not terribly cold. Going slightly crazy. Shut indoors. Home-schooled children who open the fridge and pantry with alarming regularity, looking for food. I guess they're bored and going crazy too, but jayzuz! Need to visit… Continue reading Listicle of thoughts

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Words don’t come easy

Inspiration comes in many forms. Or none at all. Today, for me, it's the latter. I'm supposed to be working, yet after only a week's hiatus for the Easter break, I am coming up short on ideas, words, sources, everything. It seems there is an unauthorised ban on structured, coherent thoughts inside my brain. My… Continue reading Words don’t come easy

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, Writing

The hours between

It's Good Friday here in Australia. I'm reminding my children, especially T1 who is bemoaning there is nothing to watch besides (countless, pointless) YouTube clips (with annoying American gamers), that when I was their age I went to church on Good Friday ALL DAY. We were rushed out the door before 8.30AM and arrived back… Continue reading The hours between

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Calm in a crisis

These are certainly trying circumstances. Sent the Hubster down to Coles this morning while I did the before-school shuffle with the kids. Not sure which of us got the rough end of the stick (I think me!). He had to queue up and wait until the clock had ticked 8AM, as pensioners only allowed to… Continue reading Calm in a crisis