Elastic waist bands: my time off

As of today, it’s been 11 day since I’ve worn real pants or a bra. Shewwwww, to say it’s been awesome would be the understatement of the decade.

I mean, there’s been some shitty parts – see: gas pain from my shoulder to my bottom; being unable to bend down, bend over, reach up or reach over; stab wound pain; bladder filling to even the smallest amount and pressing against my unhealed insides (OUCH); gas pain; headaches; “chocolate” flavoured drinks designed to jumpstart your digestive track (the super fun bowel cementing side effects of narcotic pain killers- ew); more gas pain; PMS cramps on unhealed insides; being unable to roll over in your sleep; sleeping upright for 3 days; even more gas pain; needing assistance to get off the couch and out of bed (even when I had to get up 3x a night because of said slightly filled bladder pressing against everything causing pain); not being able to sneeze, laugh, or cough without sharp pain; it’s been fun.

Even with all that, it’s been a week and I’m basically up and at’em. And I credit that 100% to Joel, and his unrelenting post-surgery care. I’ve only ever been babied by two people- my mom and my sister, and I know Joel is great, but I’ve been blown away. Beyond taking care of all the shopping, cleaning, and cooking (and baking!), for a week straight I wanted for absolutely nothing – snack? Got it. Water? Got it. Medicine? Got it. It’s 3AM and I have to get up to go to the bathroom again? Got it. Spontaneous yet dire need to change my sweater? On it. Help washing my hair? Yep. DON’T REACH FOR THAT. LET ME GET THAT. He’s been nothing short of an angel. Or a highly paid, devoted nurse from a nursing home. I am the luckiest. If anything, the 8 (mostly) uninterrupted days I had with him have just reaffirmed that he is in fact, the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

So even though I’ve been glued to the couch with a heating pad for the past week, I’ve had a nice time off.  Besides all the hang times I got with Joel, Josien brought us burgers from Hub House and LEGO JURASSIC WORLD (aka the only video game I’m even kinda good at) on Monday, Craig brought us coffee and breakfast on Friday, and Hugh and Eddie came by after that with sandwiches – because our friends are amazeballs. And because I haven’t been able to move around much, I’ve been able to get a lot of reading and sit down work done – new blog header: done; art bag: done; outline and background work for novel project: done; new couch pillows: sewed. It’s not as much as I thought I’d get done, but then again, it never is. I have finally come to accept that my expectations of reality vs reality are farrrr loftier than they have any right to be.

Anyway – here’s what it looked like!

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The draw back to free surgery is the wait time – although I’m much luckier than most. I only waited 1.5 months for availability, and about 2.5 hours between check-in and when I was dressed and rolled into theatre. I credit that to the perks of calling early and showing up early.
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The latest in surgery fashion
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Post-anesthesia/post-morphine recovery room face
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Gorgeous flowers from my friend Kat
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Bed Nest! That sludge is green juice – looks gross, sounds gross, tastes amazing.
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Sweet Angel Baby
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Breeeeakfast a la Joel – livin’ the life
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Do yourself a favour and watch Fargo – it’s the best thing on TV right now.
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Joel’s first batch of from scratch cookies /proud
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American Care Package – brings a tear to the eye. These packages were in the country, at my post office the day after my surgery. HOWEVER. Thanks to numerous mishaps at Australia Post, 3 increasingly angry phone calls and 1 stern email, they arrived a week later. Oh well, they’re no less special.
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Oh, Entemann’s Coffee Cake, how I missed you.
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Breakfast party!
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Breakfast pals
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Sewing party: I finished a season of Project Runway and started my great re-watch of The Wire
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Finished pillows! Slowly everything in my entire life will be designed by Ikea.

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With that, I’m off to get some more writing done – you know, make the most of the rest of my time off and such.

xo

Catchup.com

Once upon a more productive time, I used to do a catch up blog every month. Ah, the days when life was simple, unencumbered by the wild throws of admiration and attention that sudden success and fame brings. Continue reading “Catchup.com”

Catchup.com

So, last week sucked.

But that’s ok, sometimes shit sucks. I’ve written it off and I’m moving forward. Last week, I did nothing at all productive. I’m not kidding – absolutely nothing. Continue reading “Catchup.com”

Catchup.com – January

Forgive the radio silence around here – I’ve been trapped in a time warp where the only hours I’m conscious are between 8AM-5PM. And before I know it, I’m waking up to get ready for work again.  I blame the 800% humidity and 37*C temperatures and my debilitating cramps and two relatively stressful weeks at work. So in all honesty, blogging got lost in the cray. Hoo-ray. Continue reading “Catchup.com – January”

2016 – in review

Well.

What a year. I’m still kinda shocked that it’s over, because it feels like it’s January and we’re still getting ready to move. But for a year that gave me heaps of challenges, shocks (Trump?!) and periods of ridiculous struggle, there were so many good things that happened, and I’m thankful for the place this year has brought me to: more assertive, more honest, and *fingers crossed* more focused on what I need. To recap, 2016 highlights – Continue reading “2016 – in review”

Good Days

The past few days have been rock solid.

Thursday – it rained all day, and the temperature dropped to about 20*C, which was FANTASTIC, considering the temps were near 32*C on Tuesday and Wednesday and I thought I was going to melt. My coworker and I had a day of cleaning up/closing up shop at our smaller practice, and we got out earlier than expected due to construction. The early dismissal gave me time to get my driver’s license and have some quality rainy night couch time with Joel, who put up my string lights and made a damn good pasta dinner and was basically a sweet angel baby. With the exception of some horrendous cramps, it was a great night.

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Friday – first, it rained all day AGAIN which meant MORE chilly weather, which meant no sweating and much good times. I had a good day at work, got some surprising (good!) news about my promotion, scored some fantastic second hand clothes,

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some of the second hand goodness – more on this later.

and I came home to a book surprise/early Christmas present from my parents.

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I heart Bloom County. I had a stack of these comic collections that I read and memorised when I was a kid. I haven’t read any of the re-boot comics before now, and they sure as shit don’t disappoint. Subversive 80’s comics for the win.

Friday night concluded with more rain, an order of Thai food from our new favourite take out place (Oriental Healthy, if you’re interested – really delicious and super affordable), and watching Home Alone and Botched Brides, and working with Santa (Amazon Prime) until about 1AM. A+, all around.

Saturday: Unfortunately, the weekend of thunderstorms didn’t happen, as I woke up on Saturday morning to annoyingly bright sun, blue skies and stupid hot temperatures. I met my friend/coworker Casey for coffee and a last minute thrift store run before our Recycled Clothes themed Christmas party that afternoon. I mis-read the invitation as 80’s Christmas, so I was on the hunt for a sweet fanny pack (or bum bag, as they’re called here). We trekked through the heat and I sweated through my clothes, but we made it. And even though I didn’t find a fanny pack, I did find some sweet tops for work, a pair of barely worn hi-top Converse shoes, and two awesome little dessert plates.

Then, it was time to suit up for the party. Here I am in my vintage 80’s goodness:

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Welcome to the 80’s, may I take your order?

 

Heaps of fun was had, and heaps of champagne and G&T’s were consumed.

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I won “Runner Up Best Female” for what, I’m not exactly sure. It might have been for costume, but I might have just been almost good enough to be the best female at work. I don’t know, I was quite drunk. I was up for Employee of the Year, but the winner was drawn at random and the other American snagged the title. I’ll just have to settle for Second Best Female. Saturday night wrapped up with me passing out on the couch with a face full of make up and spilled curry down my shirt, until Joel put me to bed and cleaned up my mess. #sweetangelbaby

Sunday: The merriment on Saturday meant I was absolutely useless on Sunday. I slept in, and then was stuck to the couch watching Sex and the City until about 3PM. I managed to do some laundry, but that’s about it. Eventually I showered and made it to dinner and pool with Joel and our Abercrombie St family.

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Spice Alley – very much good.
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The pool game that would not end. I’m not normally a good pool player, but I was exceptionally not good tonight.

 

So yes, it was a lovely way to wrap up the week. And it’s hard to believe that it’s already Christmas next week. And in two weeks, it’s a new year. Holy shit.

Better get my act together on all those resolutions I was all gung ho about this year  o_0

I hope everyone had a great weekend!

xo

 

 

The Mayonnaise Days

So, not only is it September, it’s almost half way through September. I mean, I know time flies once you get older and you’re too busy focusing on how broke you are or how many over time hours you’re working or how many hangovers you get, but this year really has completed at break-neck speed. Not once, even in the worst moments, have I felt any day just draaaag, not once have I looked at the calendar and think “but whhhhy isn’t this month over yet?” I mean, seriously.

Speaking of time flying, I’m currently sitting outside in shorts and a t-shirt. Which means we’ve made it through yet another season.

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I love these trans-seasonal days. I like waking up and it’s cold enough to wear a jacket, and by lunch time it’s warm enough to sit outside and eat lunch – but not come back a sweaty mess, and when the sun goes down, it’s back to jacket weather. It’s spring time, and has been since September 1, and that means before I know it I’ll be waking up in the jungle heat, taking two showers a day, and checking for Huntsmen before I put my shoes on or use the toilet. #australia

And the low to zero humidity renews all sense of hope and purpose in life and makes me think anything is possible – like, I’M GOING TO START WALKING TO WORK EVERY DAY! I’M GOING TO THE BEACH EVERY WEEKEND! I’M GOING TO GROW A GARDEN! WE WILL EAT OUTSIDE ALL THE TIME! HAPPY HOUR IN THE SUN! And then the real summer weather kicks in and I’m all “yeah I’ll be in front of the fan covered in frozen wash clothes and hoping for swift death.”

But for now, it’s nice.

It’s great to feel a rush of inspiration, as it’s been a bit meh around here for the past few weeks. There have been long days/nights at work and cleaning house and making dinner and making pies and going to the pub and shopping for groceries and watching Breaking Bad at the end of the day and trying to get back on track with life.

I mean, these days aren’t bad by any stretch of the imagination. There’s just not a lot of breaking news. These days are like mayonnaise. Not exciting, but not awful. The mayonnaise days. And while there’s little things here and there I wanted to mention in a blog, nothing seemed to materialise, because the mayonnaise days also mean I have the physical endurance of a jar of mayo. But in retrospect, it’s been nice to have some days without a lot of noise – emotional or otherwise.

I’ve started seeing a new counsellor who seems to be a better fit and is more affordable. I’m not in a particularly bad way anymore, but I want to keep up the maintenance, as it were. Joel’s working hard and making plans for his business, and in the mean time is taking some amazing photos. Our biological clocks are barking – we need a dog friend, and soon. I’m planning to revamp our “study” area so it’s better organised and has more storage space. This includes a trip to Ikea, which we all know gives me all the excitement. The sunsets are amazing. And I’m thinking about making my Goals for Summer List, but I’m also thinking about not making a Goals for Summer List, because lately whenever I make a list of things to do, it ends up being a list of shit that never gets done. We’ll see.

Let’s check out some pics!

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Plannnnnns. Redecorating and re-organising gets me really excited. It’s weird.
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My new favourite comfort food – shredded lettuce topped with basmati rice and corn, refried black beans, avocado, salsa and sour cream. How did I grow up in the south and NOT know that refried black beans exist?
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Hello, Darling.
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Chocolate Cream Cheese Dream Pie with cookie pie crust and home made whipped cream. My own recipe and yep – life changing. Will post the recipe soon. 
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Doodling with the awesome Copic markers Joel gave me. Copic markers – amazeballs.
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Deep Fried Oreos – oh yes. I’ll have to share this recipe, they taste just like a county fair treat. 
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Came home at 9:30PM after a double shift to home made curry and fried roti bread – Joel is a keeper.
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I was obsessing over spice racks, so our friend Hugh gave us one of his. Hooray! No more clunky Ikea spice drawer for us. Plus Hugh is a chef so I like to think that this spice rack has quite a history. Like, this spice rack has probably seen a lot of shit. Inherited furniture is the best. Next step – new/matching spice jars.

 

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Made some brownies. Through the magic of Imperial to Metric conversions, or a faulty scale, I added to much butter and they came out super greasy and spongey. After several hours, they solidified to something resembling brownies, and they still tasted like brownies – just not as textured as I like them to be. I call them Greasies.
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But damn, if Joel didn’t make them look like a splendid and tasty treat. I call this “Fantastic Photos of Bad Food.”
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We decided to get a new, more breathable doona cover, and better cotton sheets for summer. I finally found one that fit Joel’s need of “something that feels like sheets” and my need for “colour” while at the same time satisfying Joel’s need for “nothing busy.” It took 4.5 hours of back and forth between 5 different stores on 3 different levels, muttering about “printed sheets or solid doona or printed doona and solid sheets.” Nothing exactly fit or blew my skirt up, except for this blanket. After emergency lunch (I nearly had a hangry meltdown when I couldn’t find my phone – in my back pocket), I threw my hands up and said “Fuck it” and bought this quilt cover that stole my heart, and white sheets as a compromise even though I really wanted the printed sheets that compliment the blanket, 98% sure Joel would hate it. But, the bedding Gods smiled upon me, and he was stoked for the new stuff. I agonise about my bed’s clothes as much as I do my own. Add shopping for bedding for two opinionated people who don’t have the same taste in bedding is simultaneously the most fun and the worst thing ever. Longest caption ever.
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However, bed is now super awesome. And it’s 300% harder to leave it and be a real person.
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I finally got around to re-hanging our string of Instax pics. Don’t even get me started on that eyesore phone. I’m going to take it down and hang a framed pic over the phone jack.
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Good bye, winter friend.

Cheers, everyone – to the start of a new season.

And to hopefully getting my shit together before January. And hopefully January doesn’t show up, like tomorrow.

April Thus Far

So who is waiting to wrap a big fat DONE ribbon around April, quietly put it on the shelf and just pretend it didn’t happen? *raises hand*

I can’t remember a month where I’ve felt more – fragile – I guess is the best word. Hence the sporadic appearances here and everywhere else in the social spectrum. It’s been a tough few weeks. I’ve been on the receiving end of more pep talks than I have in years. But I’m happy to say that being more proactive and attentive to what I need has been helping immensely, so I’m just taking it day by day.

BUT – April hasn’t been all bad! For one thing, we watched so many episodes of My 600lb Life that I think I’m *thiiiiiis* close to cutting out all processed foods from my life. Joel has become Head Chef around here and we’ve never eaten better. I’ve been able to skype/Facetime/phone date with many of my nearest and dearest. And my most favourite person had a birthday. We celebrated with a doughnut cake, Game of Thrones, and a night with friends… and a resulting Friday night of pizza and sweatpants recovery.

Annnnd we just had an awesome three day weekend of good food, good movies (ok, and some terrible movies), and relax times (and let’s face it, obsessive cleaning and rearranging #stressed) in honour of ANZAC Day.

 

So here’s to the last few days of April – fingers crossed that it all starts to shape up.

xoxo

Catchup.com – 2016

Helllllllllo, internet!

I’ll never take unmetered internet for granted ever again. On Saturday I had a two hour phone chat with my parents, and it was glorious.

It’s been a while, huh? Yes. So let’s catch up!

Moving – We moved on the hottest weekend in January, and I had an estimated 442 panic attacks that weekend. I was nervous about what Joel would think of the place, whether our stuff would fit, if the removalists would show, if they’d steal our stuff, whether I’d love it as much as I remembered… it’s always a risk when you move, but the risk is a bit bigger when you and your partner have signed a lease and you’re the only one who’s seen it.

But, all’s well that ends well. This is possibly the most organised move I’ve ever had. For the first time in my life I woke up on moving day with only the “can’t be packed until last minute” items left unpacked. Joel was a little skeptical of the size when we first walked in, and I’ll admit, I was too. With no furniture in it, the place looked even smaller than it is. Our removalists were late (expected) and manipulated me into accepting being overcharged by $100 (also expected – and after some rationalising I’m ok with this. Well, mostly. It was a hot day and we were their 3rd move and we had stairs, but they weren’t without their faults and – let’s not get into it).

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At the end of the day though, as we ate pizza on the floor, we were happy. And a month later, we still are. It’s a different energy and a different feeling than in Balmain. And since it’s an old building, full of quirks too. Our water temperature is Hoth or Center of the Sun, the toilet runs if you don’t release the flush at a precise moment, most of our windows either don’t open or don’t stay open without spacers, our bedroom balcony door leaks when it rains, there’s a ghost living in our shower, we hear our neighbors above us when they shuffle their feet – the usual.

 

We haven’t replaced our washer yet (I learned the “measure important spaces” rule the hard way), but there’s a laundromat not too far from where we live, and it’s never crowded. And to dry off with a dryer dried towel after not having dryer dried towels for a year and a half was almost a religious experience.

 

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Time to get real (i.e. shallow) I’ve always wanted to live in a historic building, in a place with high ceilings, large windows, exposed brick and pipes, beams, and track lighting. The large covered patio and bedroom Juliet balcony are just bonuses.

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This is turning really smug, really quick, and I’m sorry – but not sorry. It’s important to love the place you call home. And I really feel like I can call this place home.

Ikea – We decided to splurge a bit at Ikea for a new couch and a new bookshelf. I love Ikea. Joel does not. But we braved the Scandanavian wonderland on a Saturday morning and emerged with a new couch, bookshelf, lamp, and night stands.

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Before!
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During: box 1 of 5

 

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After! Wheee

A weekend devoted to Ikea shopping and Ikea construction and reorganising and rearranging? My inner Monica Gellar was all yesssssssss.

Work – So. Busy. Since mid-January. Re-launching a website and releasing a new product line at the same time = many long days/nights, weekend time working, migraines and actually – insane amounts of excitement. I have a really great job with amazing people. After all, I’ve pulled the same long hours in the same high stress environment in different jobs and have felt completely alone.

I’ve been with this team for 4 months, and most days, it feels like I’ve been there for years. Other days, it feels like I’ve only been there for 4 months. It’s frustrating to be a Noob, but I’m learning more every day. Getting more knowledgable about advertising and marketing (which will shock college Audrey – who transferred schools because the communications program she started to major in was going to focus on marketing), design, photography, and how to run a small business. My boss is inspiring, and the company I work for makes so proud. It’s a good fit.

Summer – we were fortunate enough to have  really mild start to the summer, but now we’re making up for lost time. Most of February has been a damp, humid mess. But to be honest, I’ve been so distracted with work that I haven’t really noticed. And since we moved, my twice a day showers haven’t been needed quite as often. But still – I’m so glad for cooler temps coming in about a month.

oh, and the cold weather that will hopefully kill off the cockroaches that I now see almost every day. /shudder

And what else…

Actually – that about catches you up.

Since January, it’s all been planning to move or moving or unpacking or not having enough internet or working long hours and burning through our expendable energy. I wore myself out to the point where a greasy cookie and a few drinks of sour milk in my coffee sent me into a six hour bout of food poisoning. I think I’ve definitely learned over the past few months that I can’t run on empty anymore. That whole “work/life” balance thing that my boss keeps insisting I implement might be a good idea.

But now, it’s the first day of March. It’s the first day of Autumn. The dust is settling, and I’m looking forward to the end of summer (i.e. humidity) – even though I’ve done nothing I thought I would this summer. Woooops

So… what’s everyone been up to?