The way I tidy (the wrong way)

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Spoon full of sugar, and all that.

I still have to find the fun and make tidying a game, Mary Poppins knew her stuff..

You know the millions of personality tests, I’m always the type who has messy surrounds and is not only is fine with it, can thrive creatively in it. I’m also the type that the ‘really neat’ type gets infuriated about – I know more of those people.

I had to have a little tidy today though, my bedroom is also a somewhat office and so although everywhere has a place, the place is just everywhere. That really should be my slogan.

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I’m very good at treating and rewarding myself, I think it’s something anxiety has taught me. So the way I tidy is I do some of the boring bit, then I do a nice thing. And so on.

Netflix on too, has to be done. Happy Valley. I liked it. Has to be background noise though otherwise I’d just tidy my bed and make a nice cosy circle to watch it from with a cup of tea.

Netflix on, slippers on – put away clean clothes – light a candle – tidy the bags of bits I’m selling…

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Find a receipt from Bruge, Belgium, McDonald’s and instantly send a photo to the boyfriend…

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Then send him photos of how clear the floor looks…

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Then have a cup of coffee…

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And decide to clutter up the newly cleared desk and start cutting up some art prints…

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Water my beloved plants…

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Take photos of a frame I refurbished…

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And write a blog post (right now)…

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Soooo, I may flit from one thing to the next and get distracted but at least its a little bit better and I don’t have to jump over things just to get out the door.

Till a couple of days time that is.

 

 

 

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High five to small successes and hello to new packaging

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At the end of August this year something metaphorically kicked me up the arse. Not enough time has passed for hindsight, so I won’t ponder on the whys of what happened – all I know is that something happened and it made me start selling on the internet.

I’m not selling anything to you now, by the way. I know that feeling of dread when you feel like you’ve being swindled.

So I sell on etsy and ebay. Not massive rewards and I’m learning each day. I also have days where I just can’t be bothered and whatever is kicking me up the bum seems to have put on a slipper.

But wanting to be true to myself, and myself likes pretty things, I wanted to hand make packaging – just a little print and on the back I will write ‘thank you’. This was at the very beginning, one of the first things I did, and, like I said, it was all a massive shrug of the shoulders.

Well, about 20 parcels later..

..I’ve had to make my second lot.
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And this post was not going to be about this feeling in my body right now, just that I made some pretty pictures that go along with any package, but it feels good. I didn’t see it as a success till I started writing it up.

But if you don’t celebrate small successes what’s the point?!

So last night I packaged up my two leaf stamp wall hangings I made and they’re off in the postal system somewhere, with the last original print.

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And my new prints?! Well, if England’s sky wasn’t so orange right now – like is this a hurricane or aliens? – I’d take some photos in natural lighting. It’s not meant to be, even though it’s only 4 pm while I write this (we’ve gone from a sunny October day to this spooky, orange, darkness all in a couple of hours. Now all I can ask is whether Hocus Pocus actually happening?).

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A welly full of acorn caps

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This morning I wanted to go on a mission for the last remaining conkers, for decoration and in hopes they’d rid our house of spiders. Instead, my Mum took me to a gold mind of oak trees.

I still pick up conkers and pine cones but I couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve picked up acorn caps – never the actual acorn, too many experiences of finding maggots in them.

Why have they gone under the radar for me? I think I’d more likely stamp on them on purpose than collect them. And they’re so pretty. Also, my Mum said the trees don’t produce acorns every year, fun fact for the day.

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Without a bag, we ended up using my little brothers welly to carry them. (He wasn’t with us, we didn’t make him hop around just for my gain.)

So, today is the day that I appreciate acorn caps and make some sort of craft or decor with them, along with these real leaves. Tomorrow you will find out what I decided to do, but, for now, I still have no idea.

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Tie dye fever 

I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I don’t want to quote Miley but I actually can’t stop tie dying everything. It started a few months ago as an experiment I thought I’d do once and then I’d be satisfied with the results, maybe, and I’d find another thing to do and move on with my life. Get over it, you know? Let it become a distant memory. A conversation piece maybe, ‘yeah I have tie dyed before and it was alright’. That’s my usual ruiteen. But I can’t let go of this urge, this need growing strong in me! It’s alive! What?? I’m not being dramatic. 

These are the photos of my first batch from a few months ago, along with my random every day photos showing that I genuinely reach for these clothes in my cupboard before any others. It’s very typical to see me in my own clothes now. It feels fantastic, and again, I’m not being dramatic. 

I have more clothes to share from other batches and I have a feeling I always will.

my cork board

I saved corks for years. In those years I had to explain to people why I kept them when they asked. Sharing ideas is liberating, which is why I inconsistently blog, but how do you show someone the visions in your brain. There was always a plan and I could always see it, and now after many many many drinks, many vague conversations with vaguely interested friends, and many different new homes for them, I can now hang up my new cork board. Because ideas don’t just vanish, and it’s always totally worth it.

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