Finding our New Normal

Note to readers  I started writing this post in January?

Life can drop some serious bird poop at you from time to time and I’m not talking the sparrow variety. Think more like a pelican dump load of @#$%.

But thats life isn’t it. It all started with the realisation we needed a new coffee machine.

I don’t drink gallons of coffee but I knew there was something wrong when I reached the grainy mud at the bottom of my cup. The pod machine was on its last cycle. That was the beginning of it.

Maybe the situation was my fault, Who knows? Maybe I manifested it. You see I have been searching for answers to where I want to take my art skills. I started meditating in the mornings. I would imagine my bank balance growing and a path to a successful art career opening up to me.

Why?

Why not, what could it hurt to put the positive vibe out there folks? You can find some weird free webinars online, trust me I have sat through quite a few.

I decided instead of worrying about money I would imagine we always had enough, this is usually so for us. But lately, the money train didn’t deliver.

The free meditation made me realise I see my bank account is for taking money out. I never imagine putting loads of cash in. So I meditate each morning listening to this woman tell me to smile because my bank balance is growing. A nice cheery thought.

And yet quite the opposite seemed to happen in January…….

You know those moments, we all have them. Where everything needs replacing.

A few examples…..

Our fridge produces a contstant puddle on the kitchen floor. I step in it every morning with surprise. I dont know why I forget as soon as I mop it up and each morning I step in it again. Yes, as I age my short term memory is failing me.

The coffee machine spits out another cup of black goop as I sit down to write an inspiring post to start January. Hello…its now MARCH yikes! January vanished somewhere along with february I know not where? Maybe they took a trip to the Bermuda Triangle? That subject always fascinated me as a child.

To add to my dilema’s my back tooth broke away, I was chewing on one side for a whole month due to Dentist being booked solid.

The kids needed uniforms for school.

We needed a new couch, I got tired of covering up the hole in our old one when visitors dropped in. Both cars needed a service.

You get it right? It was time for some serious budgeting.

I thought I could not take anymore of it. I did what any self -respecting mother would do in the holidays, I went on a holiday, yep hang the expense!

So glad I did.

After a wonderful catch up with family in the Blue Mountains. Except for the weather which reached 45 degrees. Not to mention two power outages, ensuring there was no airconditioning. I received the phone call, the big life changing one. My husband rings to inform me he had resigned from his job and we had a month to leave the farm house. The guilt of taking that holiday started to sink in.

Take a breath……

That was January. My reason for not blogging? I was trying to find our new normal.

Now that it’s March I can tell you we survived. I’m sitting on my new couch, drinking coffee from a new machine. The fridge does not leak, not sure why?  The kids are back at school with new school uniforms. My tooth is fine and my husband has a new job. Only negative issue we had to cancel our holiday to Phillip Island. But we can reschedule for next year.

I am happy that I went to The Blue Mountains now. All is well and in the new rental there are couple of spare rooms.

I get a studio. Yay!

The universe knew what we needed all along, a new start. Those months of chaos made me realise I need to appreciate this crazy life. Even in the challenging moments, bills and all. My father use to say.

” At least you know you are alive when things get a little crazy!”

He had plenty of experience, having nine children.

I wait in the bunkers for the next wave of bills to hit us but I won’t stop living, or dreaming and now I can start my new year in March. I hope the first few months have been good to you. I will leave you with some art I created once I found my new normal.

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Magpie magic from my new studio.

About Minuscule Moments

Everybody has a DREAM. Today is the first day of the rest of my writing life. Its a lonely world out there when you are learning the craft. This year, as the same as last year, I want to finish my first children's picture book. I have learn't many wonderful lessons on this journey. You are never too old to learn.
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73 Responses to Finding our New Normal

  1. Sara says:

    So much all at once! Happy to see you survived – and with such a good attitude!

  2. Cecilia says:

    And everything starts with worrying, isn’t it. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

  3. Sheila says:

    I’ve been wondering how you were doing and I’m so glad you have a new studio! Your new normal looks bright and happy. I love your father’s quote – I’m sure that helped get you through some of the craziness. Sending love and hugs across the miles!

  4. Such an optimistic painting Kath, gorgeous! The universe has a funny way of giving us what we need sometimes. I’m glad things are working out after a stressful time and I hope you find the best way to enjoy the new normal.

  5. diannegray says:

    This is a very optimistic post Kath. Last year I watched a Christie Sheldon video about abundance and then hubby and I went out to dinner at the local bowling club, As I was telling him about it his membership card was called out and he won $8 thousand dollars! Haaaa – it was SO weird. He’s a believer in the positive thinking aspect of life now. It works 😀

  6. I won’t stop living, dreaming … yes! Go girl, GO! Love your spirit and spunk. Glad things worked out. May all our dreams come true. Hugs and smiles xx 🙂 🙂

  7. I know ALL about bird poop. The fetid ginormous kind. You know the Marines’ quote. “Pain just means you’re alive.”

    Love this:
    I wait in the bunkers for the next wave of bills to hit us but I won’t stop living, or dreaming

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