I have a confession to make. I fell off the bandwagon – and not just when it comes to blogging faithfully.
I’ve had to (temporarily) give up on being supermarket free. Seeing that I planned on being supermarket free for an entire year, this doesn’t sit well with me, but right now, I feel it’s better to temporarily shop at the supermarket in my own neighbourhood than having to shop in a different part of town.
You see, when we bought our current house (has it been nine years already?) promises were made. Promises about fast and frequent public transport to the centre of town. Promises about a large shopping centre with all kinds of shops. Without those promises, I’d never have bought this house, because frankly, I’m not the kind of person who enjoys living in the middle of nowhere. I’m a city-girl through and through.
Well, guess what happened to those promises?
Basically, after all these years, we still live in the middle of nowhere.
We have in the neighbourhood: One small supermarket and one retail store. That’s it. Market? Not in my neighbourhood. Health food shop? Not in my neighbourhood. Farmer’s shop? Again, not in my neighbourhood.
Now, I don’t mind having to ride my bike or Spazmobile to one of the shops in one of the other parts of town. Not even if it takes me fifty minutes to get there, and then of course fifty minutes back again too. It takes a huge chunk out of my day, but I get some fresh air, so I’m fine.
However, with the loft conversion and DD-19 wanting her room finished as soon as possible, I don’t have that kind of time anymore. We make long days, DD-19 and I, working on her new room. We get up early, have breakfast and go into the loft. We work all day, only taking breaks for a drink or a bite to eat, and even after supper we go back into the loft and work till around eleven.
We’re making good progress, but it leaves me with no time to spare. My computer time is currently very limited, and when I make it to my computer, it’s usually just to check up on facebook, or check my bank account to see if I’ve still got enough money to buy food for another week.
Yes, it’s that bad. These last two weeks I’ve had to dig into my savings account to be able to buy food. And since I really don’t enjoy breaking into my savings, I decided to cut my grocery budget by €30.00, meaning I only had €70.00 to feed my family for a week. Twice in a row. And we still ate well. We even managed to have a BBQ. Twice.
Heck, I even managed to put another few euros in my Holiday Fund last week, so I’m actually doing quite well.
And the loft?
It’s coming along just fine. All our hard work is really paying off. Despite the pain (I’m in pain all day most days now) and the fatigue, I wouldn’t want it any different. I’m so proud of us!
Proud of DD-19, who’s working just as hard as I am.
Proud of DD-14 and her friend, who’ve also been helping.
And proud of me. Because I keep showing myself and others that I can still do this, and never mind those silly feet.
But all this DIY-ing is eating up most of my time, and that means I cannot update my blog as faithfully as I would like. I don’t know when I will be able to post again, but I hope you’ll hang in there.
I will promise to update as often as I can, and believe me, I’m really looking forward to the time when I’ll be able to post regularly again. Because even though my blog isn’t the best-read on the web (not by a long shot) some of you have told me – repeatedly – that I’m inspiring you to work through your own struggles. And as long as I can inspire even one person, I will continue to write.