KonMari 2016 - The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up

GreyQueen

camelot1001 wrote: »

GQ - I bet your worms are very happy, hic!

A brewer of my acquaintance - not from the same place as our grains - tells me that their brewery gives the spent grains to a local farmer who feeds them to their dairy herd.

Watch out for that 5 % proof milk........... and you thought them lying down was a sign of coming rain, didn't you? :rotfl:

PollyWollyDoodle

Interesting discussion about getting older, I think I have one foot in the 'it'll never happen to me' camp and don't exercise as much as I should, and the other foot in the practical camp which is what makes me save and plan my pension, and is also what made me change career a couple of years ago, because life is short.

I was literally brought down to earth yesterday when I tripped on the garden steps and landed heavily. I escaped lightly with grazed hands and a bruised knee and head (I was really worried I'd broken my glasses) but I'm very aware that I don't recover as quickly as when I was younger. It put a stop to my plans for garden Kondoing, so I'm still tackling the craft UFOs.

Charis

Have added six wheelbarrowfuls of barley grains and hops from the organic brewery to my New Courgette Bed

GQ Thank you. You have unknowingly solved a riddle I had earlier. I was reading some quotes from Rumi's Poetry and was puzzled by this:

“There are thousands of wines
that can take over our minds.

Don't think all ecstasies
are the same!

Jesus was lost in his love for God.
His donkey was drunk with barley.”

― Jalaluddin Rumi, The Essential Rumi

I wondered how a donkey could get drunk on barley. I thought maybe Rumi had had one too many... until I saw the word 'brewery' in your post :beer:

Oops, crossed with your bovine post, hic!

MMF007

Thanks to Charis and Greent for the suggestions of places to visit in herefordshire/worcestershire/Gloucestershire . We had a lovely time and saw lots of gorgeous scenery, flora and fauna, and the sun shone!
3 hour drive home on a lovely evening.

Have to get stuff ready for work tomorrow then off to my own comfy bed (it's always good to be home ).

Ooh, while I was away I did write down my next hit list for releasing Stuff and have hinted to DH that there are some imperatives! I chose not to discuss it on the drive home, I want to be able to show him how much space we could free up and how much better it will be if we make these few changes I am tempted to remove the 2 large sunloungers to elsewhere and see if he actually notices and if so, whether he can be bothered to go and get them back :rotfl:

silvasava

Just caught up with the weekend posts today as we've been celebrating DH birthday! Wise words and thought provoking. I've realised a friend of 30+ years who kondoed me (never knew why) may have decided that my attitude is not compatible with my age! I refuse to be an old lady who's existance comprises housework, the soaps and what Mrs so an so is doing.
I'm 71 next month and I fully intend to take every opportunity offered to me. I will not go from this life regretting what I didn't do. Yes my body is not as agile and I creak in the mornings and a couple of brushes with Mr C but hey ho - I'm still breathing! DH & I spent Saturday night at the club listening to a folk band and last night at a local pub boogying to a local band - next weekend is a social sail to a small local marina. For me a large circle of friends of all ages and ethnicities keeps my brain stimulated and I try to be active as possible as we never know what's round the corner.

Siebrie

I'm trying to kondo stuff in the larder and the freezer, but it's coming in quicker than we can eat it! I've posted last weekend's wombles on the womble thread.


Anyway, last week I decided to slowly kondo the bottle of Amaretto that has been there for about 4 years. Monday to Friday I had about half an inch of amaretto each night, and I just couldn't sleep! Tossing and turning, sweating, vivid dreams, wide awake at 2am. I didn't have any on Saturday, and I slept like a baby. I think I have to kondo drinking any type of alcohol!


I've started digging the shade plant bed. I thought I could get away with a small bed first, and then enlarge it next year, but the instructions on the hostas say that they have to be 1m apart, and I've got 12 15 minutes digging and 15 minutes general weeding per day will have to do this week. I'll get there.

oceanspirit

Silvasava, I think you have it spot on, mental stimulation is just as important as being physically active in order to enjoy life to the full.

Yesterday OH and I went out to a local beauty spot and whilst sitting in the car in the carpark a lady in her late 70s/early 80s walked past. She had a Scotty dog on a lead, she was wearing a navy above the knee wool dress which had sparkly gold flecks in it, a black coat, black beret, mustard yellow opaque tights and a pair of colourful tapestry shoes.

The dog looked very healthy and was immaculately groomed, as was the lady. Everyone else around was dressed in jeans and outdoorsy clothes. I said to OH, that's just the way to be, not just when we get older, but all the time. We must be ourselves and express ourselves the way we want to and if anyone doesn't like it, it's their problem.

I really need to Kondo my middle aged spread and stop comfort eating (which is difficult at the moment with so much horrid stuff going on) so that I can wear my characterful clothes and be me again. My family have always criticised my clothing choices, but OH and my friends love them so time to let the criticism just roll off me. I have been keeping family at arm's length over the last year or so and only seeing them when it suits me. I intend to continue in that vein.

I can't remember where I first saw it but the saying "why make someone a priority in your life when you are only an option in theirs?" is something I've been thinking about a lot recently.

Karmacat

oceanspirit wrote: »

I can't remember where I first saw it but the saying "why make someone a priority in your life when you are only an option in theirs?" is something I've been thinking about a lot recently.

Very succinct, I like that. No one has an *obligation* to put me first, of course. Even my brother and sister, they're the most important relatives I have now, but they both have kids (and my brother has grandchildren) so my importance to them isn't the same. It's something I definitely mull over from time to time.

Kondoing: wow! Over the last few days, I have done literally *all my first aid/medical supplies, including things left over from operations etc and inherited from my mum (like tubular bandages). I had more than I realised so I ended up making a list of roughly what I had and where its stored. Astonishing!

greenbee

Siebrie - my hostas are nothing like that far apart. When they get too crowded I dig them up and divide them.

GreyQueen

Just in from the allotmentino and I was laughing at myself.

Yesterday, I left the communal grain pile at about 4.30 pm and was there again at 9.30 am. I was expecting to see it as I'd left it and was indignant to find half of the stuff had gone!

I started huffing and puffing for a few seconds, thinking Someone's had MY grains!! and then I paused and started to laugh at myself.

They're not mine just because I'd decided to collect them this morning, they're communal property and, if some other gardener beats me to it, them's the breaks.

Funny how possessive we can become and with such little cause, isn't it?

Made a decision yestereve, slept on it, considered it again this morning, and have just left voicemail with a complementary health clinic concerning getting a particular therapy for a niggling and tedious muscular-skeletal problem which is giving me gyp (that't the special medical term btw).

Hopefully, the practictioner will be able to come back to me in the next few hours and discuss it.

Six more barrows of grains onto the allotment, I reckon each weighs about 40 kg, based on how the same barrow handles with one or two 25 kg spud sacks in it. Which means I've moved just over half a tonne of the stuff in the past 24 hours - yikes!