Making A House A Home (DIY and more)

How To Get A Three Color Ombré Wall In 5 Steps

How exciting! This is my first blog about the renovations! I honestly couldn’t wait to share with you all about the entire experience. I learned so much about well renovation related things and about myself. It was a truly wonderful experience. It was so much hard work but I loved it. The rewards made every second of blood, sweat and tears worth it.

We had a problem choosing a color for our special accent wall in our living and kitchen area. We wanted to connect the two spaces but not limit ourselves with a color scheme. We couldn’t choose between red, green and blue. So I was like hey why don’t we find a way to paint the one wall all three colors in a way that won’t overpower the area and still look nice. So I turned to Google to get inspiration and this is the image I found.

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Alright so before I tell you how I achieved my own version of ombré wall here is the end result. I’m not going to lie, I feel all type of things about sharing this. I’m like just before this I shared this flawless piece of work and mine is well so homemade compared to it…NO. Mine is beautiful. Screw these insecurities. I LOVE IT!

Gasp. Holy shit. Beautiful. Applause. You all are just too kind. Thank you. But continue with the compliments. This puppy took me DAYS. Also PS We still haven’t made the last finishing touches on the little white wood thing on the bottom. Sorry I have no idea what it’s called.

Step One

Choose your colors. There is endless options but I would recommend you whip out a helpful color match website. Or just use the color wheel. Not every color would look good together or in a ombré format so I wouldn’t go crazy. A black and yellow ombré wall will be incredibly hard to work and I’m not even confident the end result would look so great. If you’re not sure if the colors would work together I recommend you make a quick stop at the local craft store (NL: Action has the perfect set) and get a set of paint with the primary and secondary colors (red, blue, yellow, purple, green, orange, white and etc.). You can then play around with those colors on a canvas and get a clear picture how the colors look together in a ombré format.

Step Two

Buy your paint. You might be wondering why this is separate step from the whole choosing your colors step but you get so many different shades of one color that this can be quite tricky and overwhelming. Go to your closet hardware store and get those paint strip templates. It’s those with about five colors of in the shade family. Get three to four of different shades of the color you want and then take your time choosing the two or three strips, depending on how many colors you want, by putting them next to each other, in the area and just overall experience what strips works the best together. Now depending on how large and high your wall is and if you want to go from dark to light with each color, will depend on how many cans of paint you end of buying.

I ended up buying four different shades of each color shade so twelve 1 liter cans in total. We did buy it when there was a 40% sale on paint and ended up saving 300 Euros. Let me quickly see if I can get the names of all my shades…Okay so I checked. I don’t have the names of all the colors anymore but I can definitely look into it more if any of you REALLY want it. We used the brand Histor for almost all of our paint throughout the house from our wall paint to our wood primer, wood paint and etc. I’m more than happy with their quality.

Step Three

Now it’s time to paint! Or well kind of. It’s time to prepare to paint and what I mean by that is you need to measure out your wall and divide the wall into different parts so you know what color to paint where. I have no idea if that makes sense but luckily I have a picture to help. Also this will be the perfect time to play around with the order of the colors.

Step Four

Okay for real now. We’re painting. This is such a fun part. Alright guys you basically just have to lay down the colors by just painting lines. I would recommend two layers as you really don’t want any white to poke through.

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Step Five

Blending! To have the color blend together into an ombré you’re going to have to well blend. And blend. And blend. And blend some more. It’s a lot of blending. This step is definitely the most time consuming. So how I went about it is by going through it line by line, piece by piece. What I mean with that is, I started at the bottom with the darkest shade of red and then second darkest shade of red, that line in between. Is this making sense? So I used a very airy sponge, think SpongeBob, the more holes the sponge it has the better. I would basically use both sponges, do a little bit in my hands reach in the one shade and then go over the other shade. I would repeat this process like three hundred times till I felt it was blended and moving into the other shade. And then one the little piece is finished I would scoot on over and then do the next piece…and then I will repeat the process for each shade and their lines. It took me forever.

I would also wait for the paint to dry and see if there is a part that needs more blending and go over it again. Also I do recommend if the colors are completely different, pink and blue or green or blue, so basically it’s not a color in the same shade, to wait for the paint to dry before you go over it with the other color. I found that the two shades blended too much while wet and almost created a new color and well you really don’t want a purple in between your paint. The blue and the green wasn’t a big problem but hey I thought I should throw it out there.

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And that’s how I achieved my ombré wall. It really took a lot of time and patience. It was a lot of hard work but boy do I love it so much. I’m really proud of my ombré wall and although if I had to redo it I would choose less shades of the colors but otherwise it looks amazing! I’m so excited to share this part of the renovations and for those who didn’t see my little message on my notice board here on my website, I will be sharing blogs about renovations every Wednesday till I run out of content. Also if some of this didn’t make sense let me know and I will try to explain myself more.

Here is some more pictures of the wall throughout the process.

And also here is Speculoos, he loves the completed wall! Okay I lie. He doesn’t care but it looks so nice! Also when these pictures were taken of Speculoos we weren’t even close to finishing unpacking so excuse the mess and also I still haven’t really caught up with all the laundry. I’m close but boy it’s been a lot. With the renovations it was really difficult to stay on top of the little extra things like blankets that I put on the couch and etc.

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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Amateur Poems

Writing A Poem In 15 Minutes | Amateur Hour | A Poem About Flowers

So it’s Sunday night and I’ve written two blogs today and none of them I can post tomorrow. One is bad karma to talk about so soon and the other is well I need to finish the thing before I can tell you about it (it’s something around the house) so I figured why not write an amateur poem? It was so much fun last time and you guys liked it right? I’m pausing for the “yeah definitely we loved in nods”…

Alright so in case you didn’t see the last amateur poem here on my blog/website, let me just tell you how it works. Wait let me go copy and paste. I’m not even kidding this next part is straight from the first amateur poem blog that I wrote about food. I should probably browse through it and make sure it makes sense and all that jazz.

I can’t really explain where I got this idea because it just came to me in the shower. I was brainstorming possible blog ideas and this one just popped out of nowhere. So I suck at writing poems. I don’t know how to get it to rhyme or if whatever I’m writing is still considered a poem. It’s just not my level of expertise if you will. I also don’t read poems so it’s not like it’s going to get much better. But and there is a but coming here…I have so much fun when I try to write a poem. So I figured let’s write a poem for my blog and then I was like well I need to do something to have a excuse when it turns out absolutely horrible. How can I do that? Write a poem blindfolded? That’s not going to work. So what’s the best thing I can do? Add a time and topic constraint. Perfect! So here goes.

I have a 15 minute time constraint to write a poem. I have four set topics I want to write a poem about but today I’m going to write about flowers because we’ve been working in our garden all weekend and will continue doing so for the next months so maybe now would be the best time to write about flowers? Alright just to explain a little how it’s going to work. When I’m ready to start I will screenshot my computer screen where you can clearly see the time in the corner. And when the time runs out I will screenshot my screen again and there you go. I will have proof that it actually took me fifteen minutes. Otherwise I think I’m probably going to play around with words and whatnot so I will allow that. If it gets messy I’m allowed to rewrite the entire poem at the end to make sense of everything. You will see. Now let’s begin!

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Honestly waiting for the minutes to go over to 29 took forever and kind of threw me off edge but let’s think flower. Flowers. Green leaves with colors. Plants. Plantation. The circle of life. Wait I like where that’s going. Alright let’s see how this goes.

Gentle flowers shift in the wind

A buzz fill the air

A rustle of leaves meet your ear

A bee swoops down for a taste

A bug pushes through the grass

A flower shifts as the wind howls

A pedal falls to the ground

A. A. A. Uhmm. A something and something does something. I’m stuck. Is it even a poem when everything starts with A…also I’m confident this isn’t even rhyming. Wait how much time do I have left? What’s fifteen minutes after 29? Wait let me ask the husband. I can’t do the math. He is confused. Chaos. Panic. Okay take a minute to explain this. 44. No wait 14 past half eight. What the hell? What time is that? I asked him. It’s 7:44. That means I have ten minutes to write a poem about flowers. Oh lord. I know nothing about flowers.

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

Wait that’s not original. Panic. What flower do I even know? Roses. I can’t really write about them. SUNFLOWERS! Alright Cassandra stop throwing words at your screen and just try to write a goddamn poem. Remember you thought this was fun. I have nine minutes left.

Sunflowers are yellow.

That’s horrible. Panic. Chaos. Internal scream. Can I take a break to drink my tea? No I don’t have time for that. Why can’t I just write about Speculoos?

The sun peeks over the mountain top

The wind rustles the leaves

The birds spread their wings

The bugs runs down the tree

The bee follow a bright yellow

The flower spreads it pedals

The early hours of the morning greets the world

Oh this is so bad. Wait don’t fall of track now. You have five minutes left and barely anything to show for your time.

The sun kisses it’s favorite flower

A good morning kiss if you would will

True love.

Oh wait I have a idea. And five minutes to write about it.

The sun peeks over the mountain tops

The flower spreads it pedals

Their eyes meet

The flower blushes and hides behind it’s leaves

The sun chuckles and rise to see more

Their eyes meet

The sun heats up in joy

The flower embraces the warmth and heat

Their eyes meet

The flowers peeks through it leaves

The sun smiles and shines brightly

Their eyes meet

The flowers spreads out it’s pedals

The sun happily greets them

Their eyes meet

The flower shifts in the cold wind

The sun sends a kiss of sunshine

Their eyes meet

The flowers blossoms and shines

The sun smiles and shine

Their eyes meet

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Oh damn my time is finished. I kind of liked where that was going. It was looking like it was just going nowhere for a minute there but I like it. Let me quickly get it all together down below and read it to Onno and get his response.

The sun peeks over the mountain tops

The flower spreads it pedals

Their eyes meet

The flower blushes and hides behind it’s leaves

The sun chuckles and rise to see more

Their eyes meet

The sun heats up in joy

The flower embraces the warmth and heat

Their eyes meet

The flowers peeks through it leaves

The sun smiles and shines brightly

Their eyes meet

The flowers spreads out it’s pedals

The sun happily greets them

Their eyes meet

The flower shifts in the cold wind

The sun sends a kiss of sunshine

Their eyes meet

The flowers blossoms and shines

The sun smiles and shine

Their eyes meet

Onno’s thoughts and rating: Onno’s first response; “They both shine? I like it. It’s very poetic.” Also he thought way to long about my rating. 7 and a half but after five minutes and glare it’s now a 8+/10.

My rating: 7/10. To be honest I really liked where it was going and also it’s a miracle I managed to write about something related to flowers. I really know nothing about flowers and it clearly shows.

Speculoos’s rating: 1/10 because it’s still not about me.

I hope you enjoyed my little poem. I really love writing them. If you have any ideas of what I should challenge myself to write a poem about next, let me know in the comments down below.

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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#pcos, Mental Health, Self Love

How Kicking Coffee Out Of My Diet Improved My Acne | PCOS

I struggled with acne a lot when I hit puberty. It was truly horrible. Wait let me see if I can find a picture. I had this particular picture in mind and finding it meant deep diving on my old external hard drive. It was bad. Really bad. I’ve seen things.

Here is a picture of my mom and I when I was about twelve or thirteen. As you can see my entire face is covered with acne. I felt so self conscious about it, we went to the doctor and I was placed on the pill which I stayed on all the way till I turned nineteen. It helped with my acne a lot. I was in no way perfectly clean skin but outside an occasional acne pop up here and there my worries was behind me. Of course I scratched at my acne like crazy and now have scars on my chin that really comes out when I’m getting hot. They’re a nightmare in the summer. Is this even making sense? Anyway my point is I’ve had my fair share of acne problems that didn’t go away even when I was on the pill. Wait before I continue here is the picture.

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When I came abroad as au pair I had to go onto a new pill and  my body just didn’t respond well to the pill at all. My periods were all over the show and really bad. My acne was flaring up like crazy and after about three months I decided to stop taking the pill all together. At this point my logic was well like I’m single and my hormones should be all together now that I’m older so let’s see how it goes without the pill. The acne was a bit better without the new pill and my periods took two months to return to normal but otherwise it felt like the best choice. I was regularly washing my face and never slept with my make up on (I only started to wear make up around this time anyway). The acne wasn’t as bad. I could handle it. Anyway I met my now husband and went back onto the pill for two months before I just couldn’t take it anymore. My body responded horribly to this pill (why I didn’t go to the doctor and asked for a different kind is beyond me). There is a point to this. You need to know my back story with acne. Also I’m too far in to go back now. To get to the point though, I always had acne on my face but once I went off the pill I had a little more here and there. It was controllable and I didn’t mind it too much. Flash forward to a few months and suddenly my acne was just ten times worse. I was basically two pimples away from my thirteen year old self but throw in back acne in the mix. I was still in South Africa at the time without a medical aid so I figured I can wait till I’m in the Netherlands.

Once I got here and returned to my healthier lifestyle, some of the acne approved but not all of it. When I started to gain weight like crazy out of the blue, my acne flared up again. This time it was horrible. I felt so self conscious and dirty about it and I tried everything. I started using face masks once a week (which made a difference) and a face scrub and cleanser everyday but the back acne, boy that girl was here to stay. No amount of greens and products changed that.

After I was diagnosed with PCOS, I did a lot of research. Some of my research showed that coffee (or well caffeine in general) is horrible for our hormones and can make our acne worse. At this point I was desperate to feel more like myself and just feel attractive again in any shape or form I can, so I kicked all coffee out of my diet. I immediately saw a response. My back acne completely disappeared and my face cleared up. Now I do have to add that around a month after I stopped drinking coffee, I started drinking supplements for my PCOS which also cleared up the last bit of lingering pimples. I now only get pimples when I’m on my period or when I eat too much junk food.

For those who would be interested in why coffee is so bad for those with PCOS here is a section from the main PCOS book I follow, Natural Solutions to PCOS by Marilyn Glenville (—https://www.marilynglenville.com/books/natural-solutions-to-pcos-book/ — ).

*If you have, by now, made the switch to unrefined carbohydrates, you will already be working hard to keep your blood-sugar levels on an even keel. It is the energy dips and troughs and long gaps between meals that trigger the adrenal glands into action, encouraging them to pimp out the stress hormones that are so harmful to sufferers of PCOS. But if you are serious about getting to the bottom of your PCOS symptoms, you really need to try to keep those adrenal glands as happy as possible. The key to adrenal health is to cut right back on caffeine. Anything containing caffeine acts as a stimulant that will make your body release more of the stress hormones and cause blood-sugar-levels to fluctuate. We know that women with PCOS have increased levels of the stress hormone cortisol, so it is vital to help reduce these in order to reduce insulin levels. Like alcohol, caffeine also acts as a diuretic, so if you drink a lot, you risk losing valuable nutrients like zinc (which is crucial for hormone balance) through your urine.*

I do need to add that in the same breath that I’ve seen other websites on PCOS disagreeing with the no coffee statement of Dr. Marilyn but if you have PCOS and your struggling with acne, I recommended just trying it for a month. I tried it, saw I benefited from not drinking coffee and now I only drink coffee every now and again. There is a lot of options out there for those addicted to coffee so not all is lost. I hope this helps. I will share the face products I use another time.

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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Self Love, Story Time

My Worst Bitchy Moment Ever

I will be honest. I paused before publishing this blog. What if people start to see me as a bad person? What if my true intention that I want to achieve with this blog gets lost? What if I didn’t do a good enough job to explain myself properly? This is nerve wrecking but I’m a big girl and I’m not ashamed to confess that I made a mistake. I said some things that was wrong and I didn’t mean any of it. I think what’s important about growing up is not being afraid to admit when you’re wrong and trying your utmost best to make it right. So enough stalling. I’m going to click publish and just hope the message will be received.

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My worst bitchy moment ever, happened a few years ago here in the Netherlands. Onno and I just started dating and we went to Starbucks for a drink. We were in that awkward stage of the year where it’s sometimes hot but you better be prepared for rain. At this point of my life I was a few months in my fitness journey and finally losing weight. I still didn’t have the confidence to show skin or any of that. My warped way of thinking was if I can’t pull it off then someone bigger than me certainly won’t be able to pull it off. You’re allowed to slap my past self. I think about this often. I honestly and truly wish I can take back those words and I can only imagine how much it hurt this girl and if I can ever meet her again I would definitely apologize.

In front of us in the Starbuck line, a bigger girl was wearing a black shirt with a open back. I loudly said that oh wow she’s wearing that? Like I can’t pull that off and I’m so much skinnier then her. Yeah. I said that. Out loud. She could hear me. Imagine the worst bitchy voice you’ve heard in a movie, that was me. She did hear me and talked to her friend next to her in Dutch. I have no idea what she said as back then my Dutch was really rusty. I however didn’t stop there. Oh no. It gets worse. I then pressured Onno to agree with me. The poor guy was so awkward and didn’t know how to tell me to shut the hell up. It truly was my worst bitchy moment ever.

I felt so horrible about my own body I felt like it was perfectly okay to hate on this girl. A real life troll. The thing is losing weight isn’t going to magically give you body confidence and self love. You’re not magically going to become a better person because you lost a few pounds. I’m not saying I’m a horrible person but that moment…I sure as hell wasn’t my true self.

I’m truly sorry for hurting your feelings. I was a bitch and I didn’t mean a single word I said that day.

The point I want to achieve with this blog is that people change and sometimes people say things without a filter without meaning them. Sometimes you hurt someone even though you never meant to do so. The best thing you can do is apologize. Correct your wrongs and learn from them. Don’t make the same mistake again. Become a better person. Today I pause and consider my words more.

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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Story Time

One Year With Speculoos (Our Cat)

How exciting! One year ago Speculoos became a part of our family and I can honestly say that it was packed full of laughter and so much kisses (Speculoos loves it). I love the little fur ball so much and I can’t imagine life without him. So much has happened over this year, so many funny stories to share so I figured why not share them with you with some pictures of Speculoos. Also I squealed while choosing the pictures for this blog. Also I took so much pictures of Speculoos. I still do. My camera gallery is mostly just him.

And yes most of these pictures is going to be from young and little Speculoos because well that’s what I have on my computer. For more recent pictures you really don’t have to go very far. I post about Speculoos on my Instagram way to much but he also has his own Instagram because well he is just that cute.

Potty training Speculoos was a slow progress. It took a month but I’m proud to say Speculoos never makes an accident. He didn’t even make one accident in the new house (a very proud cat mom here). In the old apartment in Onno’s office we had the typical eight square storage space from IKEA that we stored my clothes in. Behind it we stored my two suitcases (from my travels from South Africa) where we always kept our out of season clothes. It was open and easy to access. The first potty accident Speculoos had was on the carpet in our living room. For awhile after that it seemed like Speculoos found his litter box. However when I did the laundry I got a nice old handful of poo. Lesson learned. I cleaned it up. He did it again. I got a new laundry basket (one that can close is higher and out of reach).

A week went by with no other accidents. That is till I came home from a first meeting with a Insta friend (My only zombie bait, Zoe *insert wave*) to a very unpleasant surprise. While working in his office, Onno discovered a horrible smell. He followed the smell only to find Speculoos own personal litter box all over our bags. It wasn’t pretty. Everything was covered in pee and poo and well yeah the picture is painted. It was anything but pretty. Wait I said that. Let’s move on. Onno stacked it all in the kitchen area (guess the dining area but we had a open floor plan) and as I was washing things, Speculoos used his litter box, my bag, again. It took me a week to clean everything and even longer to get the smell out of Onno’s office. But that was the worst of it. We blocked the area with a box and Speculoos finally discovered where his litter box really is and actually started to use it. Did I mention the time he peed on the little mat in front of the shower? Yeah that was horrible to step into. Oh wait while I’m talking about his accidents, Speculoos had one just before we moved. He peed on our bedding but I think that’s due to us removing boxes and stress of being left alone for so many hours for so long. The renovations was rough on all of us.

While I’m on the subject, I did punish Speculoos (in the beginning not the accident before the move) every time he went to bathroom in areas we didn’t want him too. This is how my parents trained our animals and there is probably other ways but well this is just how I train my animals. It works. So basically I take the animal to the accident and press his nose into it and give him a hard tap on the bum. Afterwards I take him to the actual place I want him to use as a bathroom. After repeating it a few times it will start to click for them. Also to get rid of the horrible cat pee smell use sea salt. It will also crystallize the pee and make it easier to clean. I said the p word so many times. Oh. Also I said the oh in a very high pitched squeaky voice. Just ask my husband.

Okay let’s get back to my cute adorable cat stories. There is so many instances that our silly but stupid cat made me chuckle like crazy. Speculoos being scared of a strawberry or attacking the oranges. Or Speculoos running of with my tissues when I had a cold. Or how Speculoos will stare Onno down and attempt to steal his pizza. It’s actually hilarious. He will lay in the lid and if Onno is distracted his little paw will go up. Or when Speculoos fetched his little ball from down the stairs. Or when Speculoos played in the wrapping paper till he knotted himself in. Or when Speculoos stared at the bird for a full hour with his tail wagging. Our silly little cat has brought us so much joy. I love him so much.

The most vivid stories actually come from most recent. Speculoos has always loved water (he stares at us when we shower) and while I was in the kitchen I had the bath running (it takes about 15 minutes to full) and I hear a little splash and turn around to see Speculoos run out of the bathroom. It didn’t take much to guess what happened. Speculoos went for a bath and regretted it. Afterward he gave me the stink eye from the bathroom floor while licking himself as we bathed. The silly little thing. I really love him so much. Wait I’ve said that before but writing all of these stories just makes me feel all warm and fluffy and so many other stories are coming up in my head but enough of that. Here is more adorable pictures of my silly little orange cat.

Honestly I screamed at that last picture. Also the middle one. Here are both of them again because come on! That is painfully adorable!

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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PS. I will be sharing a few more blogs about Speculoos (the move, how we introduced him to the outside world and maybe his first night with us ever?) soon.

PSS. Here is Speculoos Instagram profile — http://www.instagram.com/speculoos_the_cat/

 

Dutch, Story Time

One Year Immigrant Anniversary

Oh boy I’m writing my first blog after two months of incredibly hard work. I have so much I want to share and not all of it is related to the house for those who couldn’t care less about the renovations, fret not I have other content heading your way. We just need to build our office desk so I can just sit and pump out work left and right. That came out wrong. Did it? Am I just over sensitive because I have to relearn how I write blogs? But anyway you’ve seen the title so you know what this blog is about but let me do the introduction and build myself up to it. Seriously how did I write blogs before?

The second of June has been a special day to me these last few years. The man of my dreams, my husband, birthday is on that day. So back in May 2017, we received my VISA. After getting the acceptance letter we had to wait two weeks as my approval didn’t show up in the system and we couldn’t get the stamp in my passport before it finally showed up. My big goal was to arrive before Onno’s birthday as the perfect birthday present because let’s face it his future wife being there for his birthday without ever having to leave again is a pretty good present. Things managed to work out and I landed on his birthday last year. So it’s safe to say that on Saturday we had a lot to celebrate. Added to the list of things to celebrate we had our first week in the house which still feels unreal. I worked incredibly hard this last week to unpack almost everything so the house could feel more like the home by Saturday.

We woke up bright and early to Speculoos running into the bedroom and jumping on the bed with his packet of treats. Treats he jumped up on the bookcase to get to. Treats that if he eats to much of he gets the runs. Hence why I put it in high places I thought he wouldn’t be able to reach. After Onno chased Speculoos down the stairs to get his treats, while he was downstairs he made me cup of tea because he is just that great. I do need to add I sang happy birthday to him six times. I’m incredibly tone deaf so it borderlines on torture. While we had our breakfast in bed my dad called and sang happy birthday in the same tone deaf brilliance that I inherited from him.  After the phone call Onno and I went downstairs to bake the milktart (a South African delight that Onno loves) before attempting to work on some small things around the house. After about an hour a nap was in order to restore the balance in the universe. A few hours later we resurfaced to get back to work. I once again sang to Onno till he left the bedroom to escape my brilliance. We very slowly got to work on the small things left to do in the house, mainly putting up a storage space on top of the washing machine and putting up the last bit of handles in the kitchen (a hole needed to be drilled in before we could put the handles on). While I started preparing the pork roast Onno finished the mini bookcase in the office. We stopped there for the day well it’s his birthday we can’t work the entire day. It was a nice day. We got some work done around the house, we relaxed and watched our favorite series together on the couch like the good old times and then enjoyed an incredibly delicious pork roast meal followed by dessert. We ended our night with a bubble bath, boy oh boy our bath in the new house is magical.

Honestly it still blows my mind that I’m living in the Netherlands now permanently. I’ve never been here for one year straight without going back to South Africa. Onno and I never had one uninterrupted year together. This last year was a crazy whirlwind of emotions, 2018 being the roughest emotional roller coaster ride I’ve ever been on, but I’m so incredibly happy to be with him. I’ve said incredibly a lot in this blog post. No idea where that is coming from. But anyway back to the blog; a year ago I never would’ve imagined where we are today and I’m just so excited to see what the next year will bring us. I have no idea where I’m going with this. I’m mainly just so happy, overwhelmed, emotionally unstable, tired, blessed and so much more.

A quick little side note before I end the blog (I really need to get back to work. We’re building our office desk today.) I failed the speaking part of my Dutch as a second language test AGAIN. It’s so incredibly frustrating. This time I failed with 9 points. Come on man throw a girl a bone! Anyway I will attempt another round later this year as well as starting to prepare for my immigration test (I have another two years to do that but who knows how easy that will go down). I’m also going to start the process of getting my driver’s license. Unfortunately my South African drivers license doesn’t mean shit here so I have to redo the entire process (yes I’m still butt hurt about this fact). We really needed me being allowed to drive when we moved and now that we live in a smaller ‘city’ further away from everything, we really need a car. Onno is going to do most of the driving but who knows, I might want to use it every now and again. I haven’t looked into it too much but hopefully I can scratch it of the list this year.

Alright that’s it for the blog. I’m sorry that I’m all over the place. I wish there was more I could say about my one year as an immigrant anniversary (boy that’s an uncomfortable mouthful) but honestly we just ate, slept and worked on the house all day. Nothing special. I’m sorry for being absent so long, I really tried my utmost best to avoid it from happening but the renovations was full of surprises and I just couldn’t keep up with everything. It also didn’t help that throughout these last two months I’ve had some big dentist appointments (read actual torture) but I have three more appointments to go before I’m almost done for the year. And by almost done I mean I have to get two teeth implanted and that’s going to take another few months before the gums are healed enough. Hopefully it will go into next year because honey I’m so drained. So much pain. So tired. Anyway I’m going of track. I will be back to my regular updates moving forward with a lot of exciting things coming up. I will start sharing some house related DIY projects soon, but other than that…I’M BACK!

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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PS. For those who is reading The Girl Writing In The Train, a new chapter will only be up near the end of June or beginning of July. I want to catch up with my blogs before I return to my creative writing. I can’t get into the flow of things when I feel like I’m behind on the blog aspect of my website if that even makes sense. I hope you will understand.

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My Attempt At Being A Tour Guide In Amsterdam

If there is only one thing you should know about me is that I’m very much in tune with my sense of direction…in South Africa. In the Netherlands, well let’s just say it’s takes me some time before I figure out what direction is what. I’m not kidding. What I think is the right way is NEVER the actual way. Here is a prime example of my brilliant sense of direction in the small and flat country.

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Here is the full caption that I posted with the picture. The sun is shining here in the Netherlands and I decided to somehow find my way to one of my favorite parks I always go to with Onno. Yeah it didn’t exactly go according to plan, swipe right and you will see my attempt. The fact that I tripped over my laces on my way out of the apartment should’ve been a foresight but it doesn’t end there. Oh no my foot slipped on the petals (three times) and the first time (because the seat was still too high) I lost my balance and gracefully fell over. In front of the central station, in the middle of the day…in the holiday period. Yeah people saw. Someone even asked me if I’m okay. I just felt the need to reassure them and myself that I’m not a complete amateur and I know how to bicycle. And as I was trying to find the road to the park I somehow circled back to the station twice till I found the Museum park which wasn’t even that pleasant because it’s packed with screaming kids and I’m an old fart that likes to read in parks. I’m back home, licking my wounds and playing with Speculoos (I then proceeded to tag my cat’s Instagram page. Cringe.)

What is your point women? Well basically I don’t know where the hell I’m going in this country most of the time (well I’m quite good in Rotterdam because I lived here for long enough but take me off my route and I’m lost) so picturing me as a tour guide is laughable. Where are you going with this? Well give me some time. I’m writing a blog for the first time in over a month. Like how do I open a word document? Where is J on the keyboard? Does auto correct still work? Does the internet on my laptop even still work? Is my blog still a thing?

Jokes aside, let me just get to the point. It’s 10pm and I’ve worked on the house the entire day and my brain is losing its ability to put words into functional sentences. I’m not even sure if I’m writing English right now. Oh lord imagine future Cassy trying to edit this blog tomorrow so it can go up on Monday and be like what the fuck?

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Wait what? What the hell past Cassy?

Okay enough fooling around. For real now. My father’s girlfriend did a European cruise through Italy, Spain, England, Portugal (maybe France?) and the cruise ship made a little pit stop in Amsterdam for the day. I’ve heard so much of her these last few months and was dying to meet her so I took the day off from renovations and went through to meet her and her family. We exchanged gifts and her family members met us at the cruise terminal soon after I arrived. Oh wait you need to know this story. I will get to my day as a tour guide through Amsterdam soon.

So South Africans are known to have a really hard time with going to England. I’m not even kidding. The travel agency told all the South Africans going on this trip that they wouldn’t have to apply for the British VISA as they won’t be leaving the ship on the day it’s stationed there. As this would save a lot of money and time they obviously took the agency’s word for it…Well they flew to the start of the cruise and was denied access to the boat because of this and over 30 South Africans were abandoned. This obviously ruined a lot of holidays for a lot of people. It’s disgusting really. Some of these people have saved for years to do this trip and because of the agency they get abandoned in a foreign country? Unfortunately my father’s girlfriend, Althea not Anthea (my dad got her name wrong and kept calling her Anthea and now it’s a funny joke) family was one of them. Three adults and one child were stranded. They managed to make a bad situation into a good one by still exploring some of the other European countries and met up with us in Amsterdam as they could join the cruise from there.

Okay back to my tour guide story. We started off at the central station and walked through the city center, making a pit stop at Primark because hello it’s Primark, before walking further into the bustling city on the hot day. We headed to the Museum park before taking a break at a small café on the side of a canal. We ended our day with a hour long canal cruise. That’s it folks. Hey I never said I was a good tour guide and there really wasn’t a lot of time to go far and show more of Amsterdam. Wait we did stop to buy cheese and take a picture of a flower decorated bicycle. Oh and we did stop at a little church in a side street. That’s about it. Nothing super fancy. Well that was unsatisfactory.

I had a great day though. I met my father’s soul mate and I can take great comfort in the fact that Althea truly loves and cares for my father. Yeah that’s about it. I’m sorry this blog isn’t that exciting but it’s now 10:30pm and I really can’t think of a fun way to milk out this tour. Maybe, it’s a miracle I didn’t burst into flames in the church? Well that’s a bad and untactful joke. Let me think of something else…we nearly got killed by a hot dog truck? Well not really. The guy came up to us and asked us to get out of the way while his buddy drove into the little area to park the truck. Heck when I say drive, he barely moved forward. Okay so that’s not anything juicy. Let me think…Okay there is honestly nothing. It was just a nice day out, getting to know each other and just walking through the city.

Before I go, here is a link to a proper website about tourist attractions in Amsterdam — http://www.netherlands-tourism.com/things-amsterdam-ultimate-top-50/

Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!

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PS. I apologize for the lack of updates these last few blog days. Some things at the house took longer than what we thought so there honestly wasn’t any time to write. I will make up for it by basically low key, well not even low key, spamming you all with everything renovations related once we’re moved in. I also have a lot of great ideas that’s not related to the fact that we bought a house. I’m so excited to write them all. If I wasn’t struggling to keep my eyes open I would be writing them now.