Warning: Slight Chance of Philosophy Ahead.
Hello there. Another week has flown by with no discernable house progress. The to-do list is fairly steady, although I did manage to sort a bunch of stuff out that’s just been hanging around. We’ve had a hire car for a few weeks whilst mine was in the shop. That meant we had to take everything out of our car, which in turn, meant I had to sort out everything in our car. There was a broken steam mop and half a rice cooker in there. A fun afternoon of sorting was had. I’m only mostly being sarcastic here-I genuinely enjoy sorting and organising. Mr E always jokes that I have a thing for containers, and he’s absolutely 100% correct. I love a good jar, and it was with great glee that I finally sorted out the world’s smallest pantry. Well, it’s a cupboard, but I can call it a pantry.
I’m calling that success. We were talking about what success means to us, and came to the conclusion that it’s really simple. Being Happy. I feel pretty damn successful at the moment. I don’t earn a ton, but I spend time with my little man. I don’t have a massive house, but my flat is full of exactly what I want. I like my job, I’m happy with my self image (shock!) and the few friends I have are ace.
Mostly though, I like to open cupboards and see things all neatly arranged. It certainly makes baking much easier. This weeks’ TOTW wasn’t that great. I made baked doughnuts but they were a bit too heavy and cakey for my liking. Perhaps I’ll resort to frying again.
Already so interested in the record player. This was a calm Sunday morning playtime shot, and he decided he wanted to climb.