Something to celebrate, I'm going to celebrate it. Probably with tablescapes and a special menu.
Our visa paperwork resubmission happened yesterday, via Fedex, so should be in the hands of the relevant people today. This is A Good Thing, but means we are just.waiting.now.waiting.and.waiting.and.waiting, which is a bit stressful (ha! Like anything lately has not been), especially since as soon as things actually happen, assuming they happen as desired, everything will be go go go, and probably we will find things we should have been doing now, in the nothing time, but it will be too late then.
Today I cleaned the kitchen, which was good for my soul, and had coffee with my mother, ditto. And then we cooked dinner, and I experimented with Chocolate Black Forest trifle (next time, remember that chocolate mousse is too rich) and somewhere in there my head stopped being happy and relaxed and got stressed and would.not.stop.racing.
That part sucked.
I am grateful today, nevertheless, for the presence of my husband, who I have seen TWICE this week, which is a nice step up from what has become usual of late. And for Lactose Free milk, which I didn't even know they sold in NZ, but they do! Even in our teeny rural supermarket. Exciting times.
I also obtained a tumblr today, because I thought I maybe should have one, although I have no idea what I will use it for. Because my FB, badly maintained LJ, Twitter, cooking blog and Google plus are insufficient? I wanted another form of social media to forget to use regularly? We will see.
I have plans. Many many many plans. I want to cook St Patrick's day dinner (I might have an unhealthy love of the corned beef) and have Easter brunch. I suspect these plans are driven by my whole Halloween/Thanksgiving/Yuletide deprivation. I shall just celebrate minor holidays with excessive enthusiasm this year to make up for missing out. Cinco de Mayo, here I come... :-P
I also have garb plans. And glass plans. And writing plans. And home decorating plans. This always happens when I'm left alone with my brain and no actual outlet for anything for too long. Probably very few of them will come to fruition, but it's nice to plan, and dream. It's certainly superior to just freaking out because my entire future is now in the hands of some person somewhere based on accounting details of my husband's employer, and their interpretation of them. Which I am totally not doing. Totally.
Onwards! Sweetest Day awaits! :-P
Today I cleaned the kitchen, which was good for my soul, and had coffee with my mother, ditto. And then we cooked dinner, and I experimented with Chocolate Black Forest trifle (next time, remember that chocolate mousse is too rich) and somewhere in there my head stopped being happy and relaxed and got stressed and would.not.stop.racing.
That part sucked.
I am grateful today, nevertheless, for the presence of my husband, who I have seen TWICE this week, which is a nice step up from what has become usual of late. And for Lactose Free milk, which I didn't even know they sold in NZ, but they do! Even in our teeny rural supermarket. Exciting times.
I also obtained a tumblr today, because I thought I maybe should have one, although I have no idea what I will use it for. Because my FB, badly maintained LJ, Twitter, cooking blog and Google plus are insufficient? I wanted another form of social media to forget to use regularly? We will see.
I have plans. Many many many plans. I want to cook St Patrick's day dinner (I might have an unhealthy love of the corned beef) and have Easter brunch. I suspect these plans are driven by my whole Halloween/Thanksgiving/Yuletide deprivation. I shall just celebrate minor holidays with excessive enthusiasm this year to make up for missing out. Cinco de Mayo, here I come... :-P
I also have garb plans. And glass plans. And writing plans. And home decorating plans. This always happens when I'm left alone with my brain and no actual outlet for anything for too long. Probably very few of them will come to fruition, but it's nice to plan, and dream. It's certainly superior to just freaking out because my entire future is now in the hands of some person somewhere based on accounting details of my husband's employer, and their interpretation of them. Which I am totally not doing. Totally.
Onwards! Sweetest Day awaits! :-P