Tuesday, 18 November 2014

The drafts folder.

Whenever I check my inbox, there is always at least one unsent email in my drafts folder.


Whether it's the one that I'm holding off on sending because I don't want to seem to keen, or the one that I don't know how to write properly so I'm putting it off, or the one that I've been too busy to compile but have every intention of sending eventually, it's there.

And it annoys me.

Draft emails are just the epitome of unfinished business in my mind.

Somehow my brain tells me that if I could AT LEAST just clear my drafts folder, I'd have achieved something.

Obviously this is complete gumpf, but alas, it persists.

Perhaps all I should do in this situation is realise that, as usual, I have bizarre self-imposed standards and off-the-charts ridiculousness. And then reward myself for being so strange with a nice walk in the sunshine or something.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Cats vs. humans.

When I woke up this morning, there was a cat outside my door. I don't know how long she had been waiting there, but nevertheless, I was impressed by her display of patience.


Noticing I was awake, she trotted downstairs. I followed her, and soon enough we were both in the kitchen. (Do cats know about gender stereotyping?)

A request for breakfast was issued in the form of ten or so meows. After biscuits were provided and consumed, she communicated her desire to be outside by positioning herself close to the back door.

I opened the door, and she went out, obviously scouting around for something. After a minute she had found what she was looking for. Digging through her chosen soil, she took a massive dump, sniffed it for a bit, and then went off to explore something else.

I took a moment to reflect on my cat's morning routine compared to mine. While she's off increasing the nitrogen content of the soil and contemplating things in the morning air, I'm already combing through my emails and getting worked up about stuff that doesn't really matter.

Trust cats to make me realise that there's something wrong with this picture.

And trust me to already know exactly what I can do to change this picture.

The techniques are there, the strategies are clear; it's just that my perseverance has taken a hit lately. Because "I'm too busy". Which I am. But like, it's not an excuse. Well it is, but it's not a good one. Or something.

Monday, 10 November 2014

But Sarah, you don't normally post recipes...

So I made a kiwi fruit cake last week. Was initially skeptical, and rightly so. Most people haven't loved the flavour, but to be honest I reckon it's pretty good. For what it's worth, here is the recipe and a sideways picture.



Friday, 7 November 2014

Awesome lifehack.

After rediscovering a whole bunch of craft stuff in my room not so long ago, I needed somewhere to put it. So I went out and bought a large box with a nice pattern on it. 

Realising I would need to carry said box home, I asked for a bag. But the biggest bag they had was too small, and I hardly wanted to walk around Epping with an oversized box under my arm, like some ponce proudly parading their organisational skills. 

The staff in this particular shop must have seen this coming, because they immediately whipped out a pipe-cleaner to bridge the gap between the handles. I was in awe. So simple, yet so effective.