House work....The "Blegh" zone

Ever feel like ordering a big ass skip and just clearing everything out other than all your essential items, a few sentimental bits and bobs......just start fresh??

I do!

Oh knowing where to begin.

My front hall way resembles a bike shed.  I stopped my husband bringing his bike into the house (to his displeasure) but the girls bikes and a scooter still remain.
Hubby keeps putting off buying a shed, despite my subtle and not so subtle suggestions.


I imagine I should be like a creative tornado, sweeping through the house while the girls are at school but I am sat here reading news, writing this and listening to music........I did fill to skin with soapy water ready to go though!!

I must go find my "ZONE".

Time for a muse!

I am an Undomesticated Goddess but I'm a lady who likes to lunch.

I love nothing more than having a large hazelnut macchiato ( plus a bun) and sitting in a coffee shop reading and doing a spot of people watching, musing humanity and our ant-like habits, rushing about wanting and needing.

Consuming for the need.  For the sake of having what is pushed upon us every day, adverts and marketing preying on our subconscious.

Wake up folks and smell the coffee.  Stop!!  Take a moment to think for yourself and question what is going on around you and what part you play in what is going on; the bigger picture.

Everyone's actions play a part in what is happening!

Feeling Fuzzy

The Hairy Protest ended on Friday.

It didn't last long but long enough for a good layer of evidence to be left in the bath!!

Hey sure that might sound gross but I'm sure most have been there, men and women both.

I had been on my Hairy Protest for about 2 weeks but I am not the hairiest red head so no industrial equipment was needed.

I'm not sure if I will now move back into my protest against daily/every-other day hair removal...
It is such a chore and to be quite honest how on earth can we already busy Undomesticated Goddess types fit this unnecessary task into our day.  Jump in scrub-a-dub, jump out and rub on a bit of moisturiser.  As we know rushing a shave is not in your best interests.. unless you like blood.

When it comes down to it I'd rather have those extra minutes you would spend fighting fuzz sitting having a nice quiet time with a cuppa, once the little folk are in bed.

Ladies it will not kill you or your love life to let yourself be fuzzy for a few days.

I used to de-fuzz every night before hopping into bed with my man.  Sometimes it would just kill the lust because he would be half asleep by the time I hopped in....the moment was gone and I was smooth for nothing!!


Don't Stress the fuzzy stuff!

Hairy Protest

Regardless of my personal thoughts and opinions I am having a Hairy Protest.

I am on shaving strike.
I am fed up to the hind quarters of shaving and the never ending maintenance required.

Waxing leaves me like I have fallen ill with Scarlet Fever as does epilating (evil things epilators) which doesn't seem to go until hair has grown back.

Perhaps a 'NoNo' is the way forward?

Perhaps I'm lazy?

I want to feel smooth and sexy but right now I'm on strike......I don't were skirts or shorts anyway (on the rare occasion I do I'm wearing some thick tights or leggings).

How long will this last?

Watch this hairy space.......

Swedish Fairy

Adverts.

Planting seeds of want into your mind. Even if it is not consciously it is unconsciously.
If you can help it don't allow your children to watch adverts.  Avoid them yourself.

Shop windows seductively dressed with beautiful things making you feel the want and need for these new and pretty objects to adorn your home.
I'll not lie, we want pretty homes.  I wan a pretty home damn it but because you don't have a the latest colour and matching accessories should you feel......I don't know, embarrassed as though you are some sort of shoddy peasant??

Ikea....
What a place of wonder!!

I want an Ikea home, top to bottom.
In my mind it would revolutionise my home and my Undomesticated Goddess life no ends.  "Be gone clutter, you vile beastie" as if a magical Swedish fairy had waved their wand!
Irrational, yes but I want to keep the dream alive in my mind!

Clutter me this....clutter me that

Being a domestic house wifey type doesn't feel natural to me.  I feel like a fish out of water.....as able as a drowning fly.

When it comes to my home, it is clean.
I am clean but I struggle immensely with organisation of everything inside of the abode.

The thought of entertaining fills me with sheer dread.  I am embarrassed by the thought of having to invite unexpected visitors into the house as I imagine it could easily pass as having been victim of a ransacking.

I have visions of a warm and inviting home, ideas of beauty which I could create but they are never realised.

I clear the clutter then it is back laughing at me .

I like to recycle and feel bad just throwing things out. I would like to be ruthless.

How many drawings your children lovingly draw is it acceptable to keep?
A few have met their end in the bin but it breaks my heart!!

I know women with beautiful houses, decorated and accessorized to perfection.  They have children but their children are not really allowed to play much.  Toys are kept to a minimum.  Any large Christmas toys stay a month or so then are thrown out as they take up to much room.
Other women send their children out to play so they don't make mess and clutter up the house,  some children are scared to make a little mess or they will face the wrath.

I seem to have a hard time finding a happy medium