Howdy beautiful people! 😘 Did anyone out there miss me? 😂
Our master bedroom is a huge mess right now. I am surrounded by scattered mountains of stuff that need to be packed into already burgeoning suitcases when ..
my eyes caught on my laptop 👀
And I just had to power it on because ~
A BIG HOLIDAY HUG TO ALL OF YOU!
I felt I needed to greet you a Merry Christmas & I of course sincerely wish you all the joy and warmth and happiness and blessings that the special season brings. Whoever you are, wherever you are, may the force be with you and yours always! 💝 💝 💝
A few updates …
Sometimes, a group of words can come at such the right moment that I just have to take a screenshot of it for repeat reading throughout the day.
I don’t have a lot of these but since the words aren’t as powerful to me anymore, this is another one for deletion from my iPhone’s treasury of odd photos (and screenshots).
But before that, maybe some of you might like it too so here it is:
Nowhere in my entire life is the adage of blooming where you are planted more challenged (or taunting) than in my present circumstances.
First, there is the double-edged sword of time freedom-in-abundance. I am a housewife with no small children to look after. And thanks to 2 wonderful housekeepers (included in the husband’s expat package) who come to the house every morning to do majority of the housework, I lift my fingers only quite sparsely – to load the laundry and hang it to dry, wash dishes and cook dinner.
Boy, am I lucky! So much time to explore the world, no?
However, there is a downside to my current situation. I am in a foreign, non-English speaking country. In a small, relatively young city that has yet very little to no options for entertainment and/or socializing (especially for foreign SAHMs). That little possibility that something worthwhile might be out there to explore comes with the hurdle of having to learn a new, very alien sounding language.
And I tried. But without the opportunity to immerse, I retain only the basics and my frustration. Or let me correct myself, I have found nothing out there (that does not require traveling far) that is worth getting fluent with the language over. Now don’t get me wrong, learning a new language is a boon in itself. But for me, there just has to be another incentive on top of that.
Hence I remain a couch explorer of the internet and of the antics of my own mind.
So now husband and I have decided to move to an English-speaking metropolitan city in December. (Our own decision, not tied to his job). Every atom is my body rejoices at the prospect. Libraries, museums, farmers markets, coffee shops, parks, cheesecake, oh my! And no more people running away from me in department stores because I am a bule.
But my husband’s boss apparently values the husband so much that he is coming up with all sorts of offerings of promotions and bonuses and of moving heaven and earth. Last week there was the offer to arrange a job for the husband in Germany, then last night there was an email that a post would be opened for him in Hungary.
I don’t blame the husband for feeling like the biggest rockstar since sliced bread. (That’s a double whammy for you in the interest of emphasis).
And for WAFFLING.
But the honest truth is that I don’t want to be uprooted any longer! (Stamps feet heavily to emphasize).
I want to build a HOME already!
This is beyond boredom or merely keeping myself occupied.
I want to take root!
And for me this means finally settling someplace where we can be together and where the 3 of us, not just my husband, will have opportunities and we can finally build a community. (And besides, news coverage has me questioning the safety of Europe at the moment).
But December is still about 4 months away and I can only “pressure” the husband so much.
And I did decide to be a trailing spouse. Although right now it sucks.
So I’m sitting here ranting to y’all and feeling the urge to splurge on yarn. Mountains of yarn. Warehouses of yarn! Ocean liners of yarn! (There, let the company you work for pay for that husband! Oh and I want unlimited supply of extra virgin coconut oil too! MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!).
So I don’t know. Maybe I will learn masonry.
TGIF everyone! I thought I’d share with you 2 yoga videos that I found really funny 😂 You know I love my funny videos every Friday!
Can you imagine if your yoga teacher was like this?
And here’s one more:
Hilarious huh?! “Just exhale into a little scream” … 😆
Oh and … it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow! I hope y’all made plans. It doesn’t have to be expensive or grand, just make it meaningful and special ❤
I wish you a ❤ Happy Valentine’s ❤ in advance and before I let you go, why not take a quick look at the secrets of happy couples and maybe learn something from them?
❤ 😘 ❤
The cruelest thing a wife can do to a husband is never to be happy.
The message of being nice to your husband is repeated in 8 chapters, under different contexts including among others the fact that men do have feelings (Chapter 4), communicating with your man (chapter 5), intimacy (chapter 6) and, guy time (chapter 8).
It was still a very good read though and reminded me of how easy it is to take your husband for granted. This book reminds wives that husbands are really very simple and straightforward creatures who need the following from us – acceptance, approval and appreciation. The preferred source of these 3 A’s is us, the wives, and Dr. Laura Schlessinger reminds us throughout this book, in no uncertain terms, that if we fail at this task, our marriage is doomed.
Not to end on such a gloomy note, here are some notes I took as I journeyed through the pages – just a caveat though, although there were a few exceptions, I found this book depicting a picture of a wife that is childish, selfish and narrow- minded. (I don’t think I belong in the same box although I do hope I have the honesty to realize it when its happening!).
- In marriage, it is very easy for the wife to be selfish and self-centered, usually there’s too much focus on what’s not right and not enough on what’s going well. Too much criticizing, not enough complementing.
- Husbands don’t want to be displaced by their children. Give it a think: We get up several times in the middle of the night to tend to a crying child, but can’t even give our husbands a backrub or a glass of water after he’s fixed the roof immediately after coming home from a hard day’s work.
- As husband and wife, we must prioritize each other, don’t allow the demands of daily life to get in the way of making each other happy.
- Husbands need some downtime after coming from work – so don’t immediately welcome him with a “honey, I think our sink is clogged”.
- On communicating to the man of the house – wives should just say what is on her mind, discuss the possibility of a solution and then move on. Do not sulk and let the husband ‘guess’ at the problem, do not whine and sound like a broken record, do not bring on the waterworks or the cold war.
- Allow men to do things the way they want to do it. The dishes need not be color coded, as long as they are washed clean, dried and put away properly.
- Male nature responds dramatically to visual stimulation, so don’t be a frump around the house. Make an effort to look more like a happy wife than a frazzled mom.
- Do not be envious of husbands’ ability to have hobbies and friends, use the time instead to cultivate your own hobbies, or treat yourself to some ‘me-time’.
Husbands with friends and outside interests are happier. It adds to their happy relationship with you when you gracefully support their relationships with others and not behave like a spoiled brat who wants to control their lives.
- It is the responsibility of both spouses to refresh themselves so that they can give the best to their relationship and their family.
What I learned – just be considerate, think beyond myself, the house, the daughter, the bills, etc, and recognize that another human being, the most important one in my life, with needs just like any other, is sharing life with me. In the words of Luciano De Crescenzo~
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.