Realistic Goals

Windy, windy day.

Worked from home trying to tie up loose ends, still submitting evidence to VCAT.

Had some moissanite earrings delivered because they were about 1% of the cost of synthetic diamonds.

Nothing over the top, just pretty and affordable.

Also bought tickets recently in one of those house competitions, two houses raffled, choose a house or $2 million dollars.

Obviously didn’t win.

But this morning I woke up, looked around my home, my family, my life, and honestly felt like I’d already won Tats Lotto anyway. Very lucky.

Sometimes gratitude is worth more than chasing another raffle ticket. Maybe time to stop buying the stupid things and appreciate what I’ve already got.

Now off to the kids’ place for dinner.

Life is very quiet now without the children and the constant hustle and bustle of hospitals. Even though my daughter is home, she still has a feeding tube, so it still feels touch and go at times.

Tonight I had a bath with lavender, Epsom salts and baby oil because my knees are really sore from falling over yesterday.

Afterwards I sat out the back with a can of gin and a rolly, listening to the wind and listening to music instead of automatically turning the TV on.

It felt like a small act of self-care.

The wind reminded me of being in my 20s, lying in bed hearing it whistle while I was splitting up with my husband.

Funny how certain sounds can pull memories back so clearly. An interesting reminder, an interesting memory.