I’M BACK!

Hello everyone! How are you all? I’ve finally cleared enough off my plate and in a good headspace to write and interact on blogland again. I’ve missed this, being able to reflect and journal my emotions, thoughts and experiences. For the last two months, I’ve been under the pump trying to survive another lockdown – our sixth – playing cheerleader to the 8-year-old daughter doing remote home learning (who is suffering from lockdown fatigue and missing friends), acting as a jester to the 4-year-old son who needs constant attention (or will break sh$t or injure himself when left to own devices), relegated to the servant and cook for all, and mustering energy at night to study. It’s been mentally and physically exhausting! I’m amazed at how people who work full time or even part time, are able to juggle studying and home life. Kudos to them! 

The upsides to lockdown are that as a family, we spend more time together playing card games (Monopoly Deal), computer games (Worms WMD), watching movies, and going for family walks. Unfortunately, there are a heap of downsides too. We haven’t seen family or friends for almost two months, considering there was only about a week between the fifth and sixth lockdowns. The kids are missing out on social interaction and educational development. Collectively, we do less exercise, do too much screen time (for school, work and leisure), and eat poorly. I’ve become a pro at avoiding other humans, and I fear that when I’m let loose in society again, I’ll probably have to work on my conversational skills and maintaining eye contact. Feels weird these days to look people in the eye.

What else have I been up to? Let’s see. There’s been comfort eating. Checking COVID rates. More eating and gaining of weight. Complaining of said weight to the only other adult in the house (who isn’t faring any better, in my opinion). That’s about it. It’s the sixth lockdown people… eating is the only pleasure I’m allowed. I’m no longer baking my own bread or plucking my eyebrows. I’ll be lucky to make it out with my sanity intact. 

Anyway, I’m hoping that by getting back to writing, maybe I stave off the madness of lockdown and the binge eating that comes with it. For those who don’t follow me on Facebook, I’ve included some of the highlights of my days. Enjoy!

Hope to be back to regular posting now that I’ve finished studies for the year.

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BLOG BREAK

Hi everyone, I thought I’d better to a quick post to inform you of what’s been happening and why I’ve been blog silent!

Last week, the husband and children did a 6 hour road trip to visit the grandparents while I stayed home to attend face-to-face classes for one of my courses. I had 4 nights to myself and I have to admit that it was like a holiday without a husband and children. I got to eat whatever I wanted and whenever I wanted. I could throw my dirty clothes on the bathroom floor without worrying about being a good role model. I binged on chips, ice cream and takeaway. I went out to the movies and had dinners with girlfriends. I slept in! It was so nice being alone for a few days. But I did miss them and it felt weird not having any responsibilities. It was also strange not having a body to warm my cold feet at night.

A day after returning from the road trip, my 4 year old son threw a tantrum when I made him have quiet time and said no to screen time. He screamed “I know you don’t love me and you wish I wasn’t never born and that’s why you don’t let me do anything and I can’t watch tv.” Heavy, right? How the hell do you respond to that?! I tried giving him a cuddle to calm him down. Eventually, I asked if he wanted a bath and that stopped the tantrum and tears. We had a chat afterwards about how hurtful his words were. I’ll admit his tantrum had me wishing for an extended holiday.

Anyhow, other than being bogged down with studies and family commitments, I don’t really have a moment to spare. So this post is just to let you know that I’ll probably be absent from social media and blogging for a while. Until I post again, keep well and happy folks!

URBAN FORAGING


You’re walking down the street getting some fresh air and mileage in your pins and suddenly you come across a box full of lemons sitting on the top of someone’s mailbox. Do you assume it’s free for the taking and if so, how many do you take?

On our recent family walk, we came across two houses in our neighbourhood with boxes of free fruit. One box had ‘Please take’ clearly written on it and was filled with lemons while the other was blank and had several large chokos (type of squash). My 4-year-old son asked Mummy, can we take the whole box?’

Funnily enough, my brother asked me the same question when we told him what we discovered on our walk. Why didn’t you just take the whole thing? In retrospect, I should have asked my brother why he thought we should have done so because then I’d have a better understanding of the logic behind my 4-year-old’s thinking… kidding!

In answering my son’s question, I posed some of my own to him. Did we need all those lemons? What about other people? How would he feel if someone took everything and didn’t leave any for him? He agreed it would be a jerk move (his words, not mine!) and so he and his sister took one lemon and one choko each. It became a valuable exercise in teaching them restraint, thinking of others and only taking what was needed. 

My mother wasn’t too pleased to hear we had taken food ‘left on the street’. She was worried about contamination with germs/poison/needles/coronavirus and didn’t think we should risk it. I could understand why she was concerned.

A few years ago, there was a national recall on strawberries after consumers injured themselves by eating strawberries contaminated with sewing needles. Apparently, a former disgruntled strawberry farm employee intent on revenge had placed needles into strawberries before they were packed for distribution in supermarkets. What followed was a spate of copycat incidences and hoaxes that left people nervous to buy strawberries. Situations like these have made my mother even less trusting of humankind and so she refuses to take free food.

BUT,  fruit or vegetables hanging over a fence? That’s another story. My mother would have no qualms taking them then. Which leads to my next question, is it cool to pick fruit or vegetables if it’s hanging over a fence and on public walkways? It makes me think of hard rubbish days, where junk left on the front of nature strips is considered fair game to passerby, despite it technically being illegal to take. If the hard rubbish is destined to be binned, is it reasonable to take?

I’m conflicted on this. I would rather someone take my hard rubbish if they can get use out of it, as long as they don’t make a mess in their rummaging. As for the overhanging fruit, I think it’s better to seek permission from the owners first.

Why do I think that? Well, years ago, as my daughter and I went for a walk around our neighbourhood, we came across a big feijoa tree that was hanging half across the pavement. I got greedy and picked two hand fulls but was too embarrassed by my actions to carry them. So, I strongly encouraged my daughter hold the bottom of her jumper up to store the stolen goods and transport them home. She was mortified and to this day, still berates me for making her an accomplice to theft.

Then there was that one time I tried picking a lemon hanging over someone’s fence and a branch fell and bonked me on the head. The Ol’ Universe pulled out the big guns to teach me a lesson that day because I haven’t picked anyone’s trees since. 

Let’s take this discussion one step further. What about olive trees on the nature strips? In Australia, councils own nature strips and not the homeowner. As homeowners we pay tax to the council, so really, by default we have a tiny percentage ownership. Does that mean we can pick them? I mean, birds pay no tax and look at them picking fruit like it’s their given right. Should I tempt fate and pick some olives? I could start my own cold compress olive oil brand and sell it at the trash n’ treasure markets. What’s the bet good Ol’ Universe will have a thing or two to say about that?

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