Another year, maybe a teeny bit wiser

2012 happened along while I was enjoying some time out from regular life. We went back to SA for Christmas which meant most days consisted of food, drinks and swimming or, in my case, watching kids swim while I ate and drank. It was hot, but lovely dry heat, no icky sticky humidity. Melbourne you are not meant to 'do' humidity.

I have to say that most of 2010 and 2011 were fairly crap, with 2012 beginning in the same vein.  However, I am an eternal optimist, so Miss Whizzme and I are slowly getting into new routines, learning from each other and making the most of each day.  I am hoping that new routines might be able to accommodate even a little bit of blogging again. Does the blogosphere really need another amateur blogger?! I guess who cares right?! I'll write now and then, and you can read now and then. Or not.  2012 might not be the year I had planned but dammit it will be the year I practice some better self care.

As I have achieved very little in finished projects I have provided a gratuitous photo I took using hipstamatic. I love that app.

You never know, you might even see me on twitter again too, but mostly I can be found on Pinterest wasting time um, collecting important things.

doing some mending

I have been slowly restoring my spirit with some mending both physically and metaphorically.  Mr Whizzme and I are taking quite a while to get over a respective ills and feel like an old couple in their retirement, shuffling around the house in comfy clothes, ugg boots, cups of tea.  I furthered this image by being regularly found in my favourite chair applying patches to jeans, embellishments to tops, darning socks and tights.
 For quite a while now I have had a growing pile of clothing that is too dear for one of us to part with, but needs some form of repair.  This pile has been my crafting solace over the past week, as my jelly head wants something simple to focus on, and my body has been rickety and slow in movement.  

Last night I had finally worked my way through the pile.  Today now there is more of a lightness in the Whizzme household, like emerging from hibernation.  Excitement that favourite clothes are now wearable again, relief that the jelly seems to finally have melted.

I can focus on a mother's daily chores tasks.  Actually now that I put it like that I'm not sure what I am so relieved about - washing, cleaning, organising.  However, a week of mending has also meant plenty of time for inspiration, idea generation and plotting, so it must also be time to start a new project then...