Spring Fresh
Hello friends! I am sure some of you might have noticed a fresh new look for Spring here at Pandorah's Box! I found Lauren of The Perfect Pear Design through another blog that I loved, and I knew I had to enlist her to spruce up my own! She could not have been more awesome to work with, and I am so happy with the results of my bright and beautiful blog. Click on the link above or scroll down to her button (on the left) and have a look around, she is pretty amazing!
On a not so Spring note, it has been effing freezing around here as of late. Last night I threw caution to the wind and decided to screw the brisk temperature and barbecue anyway. Like a true Canadian, I froze my ass off but cooked some meat; all that was missing was beer. For real though, kind of tired of the winter weather right now. The Weather Network is calling for a storm tonight too, sigh.
One day you will be a reality...an everyday one.
The rare days that the sun does decide to come out have made for some gorgeous sunsets. It was nice just to get outside, cold or not. Besides, there is something to be said about cooking meat over a fire when it's cold outside. Makes you feel closer to, I don't know, the earth, cavemen, something that is dirty and wild.
This will be added to tonight. Jesus Christ on a bicycle. I do believe that March is my least favourite month.
I have to get out there today at some point to pick up a few things we missed when we went grocery shopping yesterday. I don't want to, but it needs to be done. The wind is all howl-y and angry sounding right now. Although I am sure I will feel better once I get out there, as I always do. I have come to the conclusion that I am not the stay at home housewife I always dreamed I would be. I have been so lazy, loving my couch too much. I haven't wanted to clean or cook or even get out of my pjs since I was laid off. Am I depressed? No, I don't think so. At least not any more so than I usually am at this dismal time of year. I think I just need some structure to my days. Man, working is like prison. I feel like that old man from The Shawshank Redemption, the librarian with the bird. He is in there for so long that when he gets out he doesn't know what to do with himself and kills himself. Except I won't off myself, no worries there! I won't go cuckoo bananas in that regard, believe me. I'll just whine a lot about how bored I am.
Speaking of structure, have you guys seen those lists on Pinterest on how to break up your cleaning schedule into a daily thing instead of all at once? I told you I was lazy, but I like my little list that I created for myself, I am quite proud of it! Day one starts today! Maybe I should make one for our meals too, and then I really will be a housewife.
Today will be spent out and about picking up a few things, starting my clean up routine, and mostly feeling proud of myself that I accomplished those two MAJOR LIFE TASKS.
Also, I will sit and stare out my window when this storm starts and feel grateful that I do not have to be in it, schlepping my ass home from work.
Happy Monday everyone!
