I didn’t think I would be writing this blog, but I just started talking to my best friend about it and it feels so good to unload. I don’t have a solution to this problem nor do I have any idea what’s going to happen moving forward but I’m going to talk about it anyway. As some of you might know, I have celiac disease. To put it simply, my body violently rejects the protein called gluten. Gluten, as you might not know, is in ALMOST everything you see on a daily basis. Before my diagnosis, regular extreme stomach pain was something considered normal. For most of my life, I could never seem to place the cause of the pain. When I was about 15, I suddenly couldn’t tolerate milk. It happened overnight. The morning before I could eat my usual cornflakes and milk and the next morning not even ten minutes after the breakfast I found myself on the toilet. This had to be repeated before it clicked in my brain that: “Hey! Maybe milk doesn’t agree with you anymore.” Ever since then I tended to avoid most milk products but the stomach pain still came and went.
Once I came over to the Netherlands as an au pair, my host parents (both doctors) put the two pieces together and encouraged me to run some tests. They thought that I might be gluten intolerant with secondary lactose intolerance. My sensitivity to lactose base products came from the years of damage to my intestines from the gluten. At first, I went on a gluten-free diet (It wasn’t completely gluten-free. I had no idea.) and those intense stomach ache became something of the past. Or well not really. A lot of time passed between attacks which were really nice for me. I, however, wanted to run the blood test to ensure that I’m actually allergic to gluten before I make the semi-expensive lifestyle change. I went back onto a full gluten diet and almost instantly I was in so much pain. It was agony. We did the test and the results came in after I already returned to South Africa. The host dad simply said that I should avoid gluten at all cost and that’s what I did. I went down the long path of trying to figure everything out and with some trails and errors; I was able to fully adapt to the gluten-free lifestyle. Once I immigrated to the Netherlands, I made arrangements to see a doctor. I wanted them to go over the test and tell me if I’m gluten intolerant or if I have celiac disease. He took one look at those test results from two years prior and my diagnosis was final. It was a semi-hard blow. I have adjusted to the gluten-free lifestyle at that point but I had the motion in the back of my mind that I could switch back to a normal diet eventually. This obviously isn’t something I can do with medicine at the present moment. That being said the second I can take some pill and eat gluten without any problems, sign me up. Anyway, let me get to the point. My history with food and less than ideal response to something in my food is an ugly one. It took me a lot of work to gain back my trust in food after all the pain I always seemed to go through because of it and…these last few months I’ve been struggling. The added crazy hormones and weight gain because of the PCOS surely isn’t helping. I hate that I have no control over my body.
These last few months those painful stomach aches started and to my utmost horror regular intense bloating became a normal once more. It’s incredibly frustrating because I’m not doing anything different. My diet, the products we use, the meals we eat, has been the same for the last two years. But, suddenly I’m responding to something in my food? How is that even possible? It’s not a gluten attack. The area where I feel the pain is about the same but the level of intenseness (is that even a word?) isn’t the same. The pain is a bit different but it sure as hell isn’t nice. Honestly, I don’t know what to do anymore. Is it stress? Although saying that I wouldn’t consider myself sick with the stress. The blood tests I had done the other day showed I was in the normal range. Who knew they could even test that? Is it the paranoia? I honestly feel lost and just…in Afrikaans, we would say gatvol. It basically means I’m sick and tired of the same old bullshit. My problems with responding to food in the less than ideal way should be something of the past. The only food allergy I’m supposed to have should be all figured out by now. This is bullshit.
I just don’t know anymore. I’m frustrated that I seem to be back at the start line when it comes to my food allergy. Do I really have to go through everything I eat and try to figure out what I’m responding too? I just don’t know anymore. This bullshit is the last thing I needed right about now. This blog isn’t really going anywhere. I’m mostly just complaining. I guess I will ask the doctor the next time I see them although usually, I don’t really go to the doctor that often and I don’t really want to make an appointment just for this. It feels almost silly. I already have two almost silly appointments under my belt these last few weeks and I just can’t add a third one to the list. Sigh. I think I need to take a break, drink a cup of tea and watch some series on Netflix.
I’m sorry that this blog is kind of bleh. I don’t really know what to tell you. Heck, the only reason why I’m sharing this because I hope someone else struggling with celiac disease or a food allergy will have some tips for me.
Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!
This is an update for The Writing Corner part of my website. There are two things I need to discuss.
Let’s start with the exciting news. I’ve put all of the chapters of Chocolate Chip Cookies And Pink Nails into one downloadable document for you. I lightly and I mean very lightly edited the document. The purpose of this is to make accessing the entirety of this story easier. Before you click on the link to read, please take note of my author note. It’s on the second page of the PDF document but I feel compelled to really stress this.
This is the first ever version of this story. It’s completely raw and unedited. There are plot holes, grammar mistakes and overall moments that makes no sense to anyone but me. It’s messy. I fully intend to turn this first draft into something so much bigger but that’s going to take some time. Please note that I’m constantly evolving with my writing. I wrote this book a few months ago and I already think it’s incredibly badly written. Even though I want to stick my head into a little hole and hide from the world at the very thought of people reading this: I’m still so proud of this. I love this story so much. It helped me when I was going through a hard time and for that I’m grateful. You’re more than welcome to read this story and share constructive criticism on it. What do you think is missing? What should I add? What grammar mistake is repeated? Though, threw, thought and etc. I won’t ever know I misuse these words until someone points it out to me. While (With* I make these oopsies all the damn time) that being said, I repeat this book is the FIRST DRAFT. It’s very raw and there WILL be grammar mistakes. If you want to point out every single spelling mistake, go right ahead. Just know, I won’t necessarily respond to it. I’m going to start the heavy editing process in August 2019 so hopefully, you will have the final version of this book early 2020. We will have to see how things play out. Thank you so much for the support and I hope you will enjoy this story.
PS This is a coming of age story so it’s a story designed for young adults. I touch on serious subjects in this book.
Next up, I need to address the previously promised new content for April 2019 regarding a new story in The Writing Corner. I mentioned before that I plan to co-write a story with my best friend and start sharing the chapters every Sunday starting April 2019 BUT unfortunately this won’t be possible. I’m working on something super BIG and EXCITING which requires ALL of my focus. It’s been my life every single day for two months straight and I hope to finally share the big news with you early May. My best friend is just as busy and we decided to push back the launch of the story. I can’t tell you at this current moment when the story will go up but I will share the first draft of a story in August. If it’s not the story we’re writing together then it will be a new story of mine. This is ALL first drafts of course.
I’m sorry that I’m not that active in this area of my website. It’s very difficult to find a balance between writing for my blog, rewriting and finely tuning creative works that I wish to turn into an eBook and working on a first draft of a story that I can share on here. While I’m on the topic, the first story I shared on here is The Girl Writing In The Train. It’s been over a year since I released a new chapter and I can’t tell you when I will finish this story. I’m currently debating removing the story altogether. In the future, I will never share a first draft of a story that I haven’t finished.
That’s everything I needed to say. I hope you all have a great day and I will see you on Monday with a new blog!
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I can’t believe it’s been nearly one year since we got the keys for our first house! It’s absolutely insane and to this day, we’re still not done with all of the renovations. By the time that you’re seeing this, it’s only five days short from the one-year mark and boy oh boy. A lot of work has been put into this house and I really want to share more about everything that we’ve learned throughout the long and tiring journey. Before I do that, I want to ask you the readers a few questions. Near the end of last year, I shared a diary of the day by day life with the renovations. It’s part one and I’ve been contemplating if I should do the other parts. I have at least another twenty days of a little short dairy of work we did on that day but I’m not sure if it’s that entertaining. Should I rather just share the highlights? I plan to eventually share before and after pictures but only when I consider the room done and well, not a single room in our house is completely done. Take our bedroom for an example. I still need my dressing table and a laundry basket. We still need to decorate and furnish our lovely attic and the list goes on. I don’t really want to show before and after pictures before I’m actually finished. I reckon that we will only finish with the entire house in two years or so.
We’ve been working on small things around the house these last few months but we’re still nowhere close to being finished. We’re finally tackling our back garden. The hope is that by the end of the year we will have our plants down but even then, we’re still not done. We need to build the fireplace and lounge area, clean out all the extra rubble and replace the last part of our fence. All of this are massive jobs and we’re splitting them up into more manageable bits. We’re also doing some work inside the house. We want to build a really nice storage area in the living room as the old IKEA storage from the apartment just doesn’t fit. This would serve great storage for the vacuum cleaner, cleaning supplies, dog and cat food and any extra products (I like ordering in bulk). Now, everything is out in the open and it adds to the feeling of clutter and mess. Oh, and don’t even get me started on the number of hours we will have to put in when we finally get to our front garden. I want to do it this year but it’s going to be such a big job and after the back garden I doubt I will have the energy for it. The list just goes on and on and on and on. It never stops. I doubt I will ever get to the point where I finally say, alright folks the house is done.
I’m getting slightly off topic. My other question is would you rather just have a blog on the highlights of the renovations? Let me give you an example: We build our own office table. Would you rather see a blog on this instead of more day by day accounts of what our first month looked like? I definitely want to catch up with everything we’ve done so far and share everything but I’m stuck on how I should do it. At the moment I plan to have a renovation blog go up every two months until I catch up with the recent work but yeah. I just need to decide how I want to go about it.
Okay, that is everything I wanted to say. I think it’s about time I finally get started with the actual point of this blog. These are my tips to anyone who wants to renovate.
Clean at the end of the day
I can’t tell you how important this is once you get into the swing of things. There is just nothing like coming to the house the next day and have everything clean and ready to go. I would always give the house a quick broom at the end of the day. I will also wash the limited number of dishes at the house so we could use it the next day. I will take out the scraps outside where we would dump it and just overall tidy up the work area. This way when you come over bright and early the next morning, you don’t trip over the mess from the previous day. Some days there wasn’t much I could tidy up but that was because I just did a quick clean every single day so everything stayed manageable.
We were working on the house for two months before we moved in. In this time, we were at the house almost every single day and obviously, we needed to eat. As I have celiac, I couldn’t exactly rush to the shops and get an instant meal and my options for a takeaway meal is limited. Regular takeaways also quickly add up which will come back and bite you in the ass. So, I always meal prepped. On the days I had to stay in the city for whatever reason, I would cook two batches of meals and have enough food for at least 4 to 5 days for the two of us. It came to a point where I had to cook a meal when we got home at nine or ten at night for the next few days. I mainly made three meals. Bacon, rice, and spinach. Spaghetti Bolognese and chicken pasta. It was all meals that you could easily pop in the microwave and eat straight from the container. There were a few days where Onno would buy ready-made meals from the supermarket if I didn’t have time to prepare more meals. This way I at least still had something to eat.
Budget and bill slips
It’s incredibly important to work out the budget BEFORE you start the renovations. Take a moment to go to the hardware shop and gathering prices of possible materials you will need. Plan beforehand how much money you need for the kitchen and etc. It’s also important to save all the bill slips so you can go back and check where the money is going. We would also just look over the budget every week so we can access where we are and if we need to make any adjustments. By doing this we quickly saw that some things we would have to delay until we’re moved in. We also got quite smart on reusing materials where we could.
I found that by knowing exactly what needed to be done, we could stay on track. We have a blackboard in our kitchen where we would write down everything we need to complete. This way I could walk in the next day and know what I needed to focus on. Without a to-do list, I doubt we would’ve gotten to the point where we wanted to be before we moved in.
It’s incredibly important to do A LOT of research before and during the renovation process. Stupid mistakes can cost money, time and energy. One of the biggest mistakes I made in the renovation was painting the door and window frame in two of the rooms in normal wall paint. This is a big no. Removing this paint was an enormous bitch and took days to remove. It was a lot of elbow grease to undo my silly mistake. If I simply took some time to research some of the things we planned to paint, I would’ve known better. Never be ashamed to do that research or ask questions. It’s better to know the correct step by doing your research than to learn it by spending hours correcting the incorrect step.
Renovating a house is A LOT of hard work. It’s grueling and incredibly overwhelming. You have no idea just how much needs to be done until you actually get to it. You have no idea how long things will take until you get started. It’s so incredibly important to take one day off every 10 days or so to rest otherwise you’re going to burn out. Although all of my rest days were relatively forced by dentist appointments in the city. Did I mention I had two teeth pulled while we renovated? Fuck, I was in so much pain. I practically lived on my pain meds for a week after every tooth was pulled. I actually bite back the tears at the thought of getting the implants in somewhere this year or next year. Please kill me. Why can’t they just knock you out and wake you up when the work is all done? Why?
Manage your expectations
I feel like this one is incredibly important especially if you’re walking into the renovation with no experience and you’re learning on the job. You’re not a professional and the work you deliver won’t reflect that. So, if you’re looking for a perfectly level and neat job…just manage your expectations. I personally think we did a pretty good job but if you start to look closely in certain spots you can tell amateurs did it. We made quite a bit of messy oopsies with the ceiling Onno took a week to plaster. The finish doesn’t look that great and we definitely need to address this before we sell the house. Then again, we definitely could’ve delivered a better end result if we did more research going into it. We also learned from our mistake so if we would have to redo it now, I can tell you it would look a lot better.
Set realistic time goals
You have literally no idea how long certain steps will take you. I promise you that you will walk into something and think this will a quick job and you will finish days later. You need to be realistic about how long things are going to take. Let’s take painting for an example. Depending on the size of the room, a roof can take you two to three hours to paint. For woodworks, so doors and window frames, you need to sand, prime and paint it. The primer can take 8 hours to dry. Most areas will need more than one layer. All of this can quickly add up and something as simple as repainting the door can take you days. It took Onno nearly a week to plaster the ceiling of the attic in our bedroom and the ceiling in the second room (we call it the blue room). You will be surprised how long certain things take so definitely plan some extra breathing room. So, let’s say you think the project will take ten days, add another five to be safe.
Watch YouTube videos or building TV shows
This is a tip but not really. It’s just an added little bonus. If I were you, while you’re waiting for the keys (so it could be anywhere from a month to six months), watch a lot of building videos. You can learn quite a bit by watching how it’s done. You will probably also find a good number of videos of renovating mistakes. I just started watching this new TV show on Netflix. It’s from 2011 but I’m learning quite a bit. The show is called to build or not to build and every episode they teach you a bit. It can be super entertaining to watch and can kind of welcome you into this new world.
Prioritize living areas or the inside of the house before you move to the outside.
Depending on how much time you give yourself to renovate the house or what work you plan to do, this tip might not be that important for you. So, we bought a four-bedroom house and every single bedroom needed to have work done. Every single room in this house needed to be worked on. We walked into the start of the renovation process with every intention of completing every room. It’s absolutely hilarious to me now because it’s not possible to do that in 2 months. Not only did we have to do so much work inside the house, but we also planned to finish the garden BEFORE we move in. This is so hilarious to me as it’s one year later and the garden is still a sore spot. Anyway, if you want to redo everything, I would suggest you prioritize the living areas. The kitchen, lounge, bedroom and etc. Although there is a certain task that’s efficient to do everything in one go, take painting the walls and ceilings for an example. We also painted all the upstairs doors in one go which was an enormous task which was completely unexpected. We also painted the stairs before we moved in. We also had the floors but that was about it. Two of our bedrooms we’re completely untouched with their feature walls uncompleted. We actually build our office desk and painted it about two weeks after we moved in. I’ve been working on the one room for the last year now (it’s been a slow process as I would only work on the room every few weeks for a day or so and then leave it again) but the old blue room is completely untouched. It still needs a paint job and the attic floor isn’t even in yet. We still want to build a closet. There is so much work we still want to do in this house it’s crazy but just take one step at a time and focus on the main areas and move your way through the house. It’s a slow process but by spreading the extra touches out it gives the wallet some breathing room.
This blog was a little all over the place but I hope it helped somehow. Writing these renovating blogs is almost equally exhausting as doing the actual work if I’m completely honest. We’re still working on the house so it’s like urgh here we go again. I’m so tired but it’s all worth it. I promise.
Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!
Shit, that must be the messiest title I’ve ever written but I can’t think of anything else so let’s just go with it? I’m sorry.
I’ve been meaning to write this blog for a really long time now. I don’t know why I just never took the time to sit down and write this blog but I’m here now so let’s start with the introduction. This year in June, it will be 2 years since I’ve officially immigrated. For those who don’t know, I’m originally from South Africa. I came to the Netherlands just after finishing high school and met my husband six months in. We fell in love and wanted to spend the rest of our lives together but we needed to figure some stuff out. How will we make the distance work? My au pair year ended and I went back to South Africa with the idea that I will come back after a few months and stay with Onno for the entire three months of my tourist visa. This was our test. Do we want to take our relationship further? He proposed just before I came back and for the next year or so, we worked on the partner Visa so I could immigrate to the Netherlands. It was a long process as we had to wait 6 months until I turned 21 to start the process. Onno came to South Africa to meet my family. We had a little wedding ceremony for my family in South Africa as we planned to marry in the Netherlands later that year. We started the long process early February and I landed in the Netherlands as an immigrant on Onno’s birthday. It was surreal. Although it was my third time coming to the Netherlands, I always had a return ticket, but this time there wasn’t anything like that. It was different. I did promise my parents that I will try to come back to South Africa every two to three years and so far, I’m planning on keeping that promise with a planned trip to go to South Africa in August 2020. What I’m trying to say is that I’ve lived in the Netherlands for a while now and I like to think I’ve adjusted to my new life here. I still struggle in the winter but that’s just because it’s really fucking cold. I love the snow though. I will take the cold every day if it means I get to play in the snow.
Things that were strange to me, in the beginning, is perfectly normal now. So much has changed over the years and I’m so thankful to call this country my home. I thought it would be fun to compare my daily life in the Netherlands and my daily life in South Africa. It’s completely different. Let’s start with South Africa.
The time frame of this is only a few months before I immigrated. I lived with my father for a few months as I thought it would be really nice. I grew up with my mother I really wanted to live with my father before I left the country. At this time, I was doing the online nutrition course so I feel it kind of compares to my blog and book workload at the moment. As weekends were always different, then and now, I’m just going to choose a random workday. Let’s make it a Tuesday.
My morning started really early when I lived with my father. He gets up for work before the sun rises so I got up with him to make him his breakfast, lunch, and iron a work shirt if needed. Waking up at 05:30 was incredibly hard in the beginning and 8/10 times I would climb back into bed after he left for work but eventually my body adjusted and I would stay awake. As those times were rare, I’m going to say I went back to bed at 6am once my dad left for work. Depending on how tired I am, I would a) read until 07:30 or b) sleep until 07:30. If I chose to sleep until 07:30 I would then read for 30 minutes and get up at 8am. On average I was out and about at 8am. I would then make myself a cup of coffee and open up the backyard so the dogs can go for a run on the field next to my father’s house. Most of the time I would sit on the chair in the sun while the dogs ran and enjoy my cup of coffee (oh how I miss coffee). The dogs would come back in at 08:30 and I will go back inside and clean up from the night before. This could be packing the clean dishes away from the night before or just cleaning the countertop. I didn’t deep clean or anything like that, it would be just a quick clean in the kitchen and that’s about it. At 9am I will return to my room, get dressed and start my studies. I would then study for about 3 hours before finally having breakfast at 11am. After breakfast I would a) return to my studies if I need to or b) go to the shops. I went to the shops quite often as there was always something I needed to do. If I didn’t drop off one of my dad’s work pants to get fixed, I would go pick up his pills at the doctor. I would usually buy all the groceries at the end of the month but I would run to the shop to top on milk, bread, vegetables and fruits for me and etc. Most of the time I would need to go to the shops once a week. I would take my father’s car and get everything done and be back at the house around lunchtime. Depending on my father’s workday he would sometimes come home for lunchtime and other times I would drop off a meal at his work (if there weren’t enough leftovers from the night before). I would then take a small break as it would be too hot to really concentrate and I would be tired from the busy day. It’s then when I would switch on the TV and watch some program. It was a lot of day time TV. Usually around this time, Botched would be on and I would watch an episode while drinking another cup of coffee. After an hour break, I would get back to my studies and study until my father gets home. I would always try to finish my studies for the day by the time he got home so I could bond with him. He would get home between 17:30 and 18:00. Some days he ran later but, on most days, he would be home around then. We will catch up with each other’s day and just have a talk as we watch something on the TV before I start dinner. I like to start dinner at around 7pm. Most of my meals are quick to prepare so we will have dinner anywhere from 19:30 and 19:45. I think on some days I would make dinner earlier but it’s been a while so I’m not sure anymore. Did we eat dinner at 7pm or did I start dinner around 7pm? After dinner, I will watch a little TV with my dad and after an hour or so I will go clean up the kitchen and hop in the shower. I would then normally go sit in the lounge with my dad for another 30-45 minutes or so before he would go take a bath and get ready for bed around 9pm. Sometimes I would watch some more TV but most of the time I would be so tired from the long day I would climb crawl into bed around 9pm and read for an hour or so until I fall asleep. Oh, there was about two months where I would walk with the dogs on the field next door but I always did that when my dad was home and he could keep an eye on me as South Africa can be a dangerous place. Walking alone is a big no-no. Oh, and I would feed the dogs as dinner was on the go. Who could forget that?
I look back now and I smile. I enjoyed those few months I lived with my dad. It was a lot of fun, sometimes it was a bit frustrating as my dad wouldn’t really help with the house duties but I wouldn’t trade those days for anything. Oh, I always do the laundry on a Monday so sometimes I would iron my dad’s work shirts on a Tuesday but I would always postpone it until about Thursday or Friday. I hate ironing.
My morning here in the Netherlands starts bright and early. I usually wake up at 7am when the husband is up and about but on certain occasions, I would snooze until 08:30. I love reading in the morning so once I wake up, I will read until I feel like starting my day. I try to get up and start my day around 9am but I also don’t beat myself up if I snooze for a bit longer. It really depends on my frame of mind or my mental headspace. Ideally, I want to get up at 7am and work but those days are very rare. Anyway, so let’s just go with the usual where I’m up and about at 9am. I will get dressed and work behind my computer until 10:00 to 10:30. In this time I would normally work on my blog: respond to comments, write a blog or whatever I need to do for my website. If I’m not working on my blog at this time, I’m writing (creatively). I have a set routine when it comes to balancing my blog and my stories. I tend to work on my blog every day all day for a few weeks until I have about a month of blogs scheduled in advance and then I will switch over to working on whatever story I’m busy with. It’s a fine balance but overall, I write every single day. Hence why I developed tendinosis. Oh, I should probably explain this. About a month ago, I found a lump in my hand. Normally, I would let these types of things go. I’m not going to rush to the doctor and instead see if it will go away. My breast cramps, oh it’s probably normal. I won’t Google it because that will fuel paranoia but it’s probably nothing. I don’t feel lumps so it’s all good. There is blood in my poo, oh it’s okay. All normal here. It’s nothing big. I did eventually ask the doctor about it once when I was there for something else and it’s normal with people with celiac disease. So, nine out of ten, I just leave it with the thought that if it gets worse or anything changes, I will go see the doctor. But…this time around I couldn’t leave it. I’m in such a fragile piece of mind, one simple lump completely spun me for a loop. I had to know what it is. I couldn’t stop touching it or wait to see if it will go away. I need to know what it is. Two days after discovering the lump, I made a doctor’s appointment. It was quite embarrassing to go to the doctor for something so small but I just desperately needed that peace of mind of knowing it’s nothing or at least knowing what it is exactly. I have tendinosis. Tendinosis is a degeneration of the tendon’s collagen in response to chronic overuse; when overuse is continued without giving the tendon time to heal and rest, such as with repetitive strain injury, tendinosis results. Even tiny movements, such as clicking a mouse, can cause tendinosis when done repeatedly. So, my insane amount of writing every single day gave me a very painful bite in the ass. Typically, you treat this by resting and taking things slowly but well I’m always going to be a writer soooooooo …basically what I’m trying to say is that I’m hurting and I need to take more breaks in between to not aggravate the situation. I might see a physical therapist soon so I can get some massaging techniques to help but yeah. If it gets worse and I can no longer move my fingers, they will inject it with a steroid and then if that doesn’t work, they remove it surgically but that’s obviously the last choice on the table. All in all, this last month writing has been a bit painful. I get cramps if I write too much and it’s just sensitive all together. I’ve tried to limit how much I write a day but I’m working on something super special that I want to launch in April so I need to buckle down and work hard. I’m almost at the finish line and then I can take two weeks off from writing altogether. Maybe I will even take a month but I have no idea what I will do with myself if I’m not going to write my days away anymore. Oh, I know, study for the 2 big immigration tests I have to do this year. Did I mention I need to my driver license this year as well? Yes, it’s a lot of fun and I can’t wait. I’m completely off topic so let’s go back to my usual day here in the Netherlands.
After about an hour or so of work, I will go downstairs and open Dankie’s cage. After we cuddle for a bit, I will drink my supplements before I sit on the couch and chill. If I found a good book the night before, I would read in this time or if I found a good series, I would watch an episode. It depends on the mood. I usually drink a cup of tea. Dankie usually wants to go out for a potty break and I will let the cat in as Dankie goes out. Around 11am I will give the kitchen a quick clean although I don’t always do this. I do tend to some cleaning around this time but it’s not a heavy cleaning session. I just tidy everything up session. If I’m in a depressive state I will often just sit on the couch and watch series all day or read. I will go up around 12pm to work some more if my hand allows it. Ideally, I would then write for two or three hours. I normally stop when my hand hurts or I’m hungry. If the weather is nice Dankie will be outside in this time period and if it’s raining, he will be in his area with his toy. I normally eat around 2pm or 3pm for the first time. My appetite has been extremely weak this last year or so but I’m taking small steps to eat my three meals everyday. I usually cuddle with Dankie on the couch as I eat breakfast and I will continue to relax there for an hour or so. I usually do the shopping on a Tuesday or a Thursday as the shops are less busy on these days so if needed, I will go to the shops by bicycle, if not I will take Dankie for a walk although these last two weeks I’ve been walking Dankie at night with Onno. If I don’t go to the shops or walk the dog, I will usually just become one with my couch until 5pm. Depending on how I feel I will sometimes do a bit of housework, play around on the internet, read or play sims as I wait for the husband to come home. Sometimes I would even go back upstairs to write some more. I try to have everything finished by the time he gets home so we can just be together. He comes home around 7pm and I will talk his ear off before I start dinner. After dinner we chill on the couch and then if I didn’t walk the dog that day, we will walk him together around 9pm. After our 30-minute walk, I will hop into the shower and go up. Onno usually stay downstairs for another 30 minute or so. I usually read for a few hours once I’m in bed. It’s a pretty relaxed day. Some are crazier than others and some days the biggest task I do that day is getting out of my bed. I don’t punish myself for feeling like this, not anymore anyway. I realize that I’m not a perfect human being and as long as I take small steps every single day, then that’s good enough. Some days I’m a superwoman that does everything without a hint of break and other days I’m a couch potato. AND that’s okay.
Although I’m on the other side of the world, my day is still similar. I don’t mind that. It’s different but some things never change. I’m grateful that I get to spend my days here in the Netherlands. I’m grateful to have such a supporting and loving husband. I’m grateful that I have the opportunity to follow my dreams. I hope you enjoyed this blog, it’s a bit random but I had fun so I guess that’s a win. I hope you all have a wonderful day!
Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!
Oh, the one I was probably dreading more than the hamburger cake. If there is one thing you should know about me it’s that I really hate scrambled eggs. The texture and the taste, I just can’t handle it. I get goosebumps just thinking about it. It wasn’t always like this. When I was a young little snot, I used to eat scrambled eggs all the time. It was the only thing my fussy ass liked. I think it’s the reason why I don’t like it as an adult. So, I was less than excited when it came to making this one. So, I opted the easy way out. My lovely husband loves scrambled eggs and bacon so I just took pictures as he prepared his usual weekend breakfast and called it a day. Okay, in my defense I’ve made this twice. Before this series was a thing, I was playing around with the concept and decided to start off with scrambled eggs and bacon because that’s what we had at the apartment. I took some pictures and I begrudgingly ate it. I meant to write a blog but then the renovations started and things got way to crazy. I also didn’t want to announce the series or post the first meal before I had a few completed and scheduled. So, I waited out the renovations and remade the meal when the timing was right. Unfortunately, my impatient ass couldn’t wait for the bacon to get nice and crispy and dumped the eggs with the bacon. Obviously, the two mussed together and it was disgusting. Not even the husband wanted to eat it. At this point, I just switched to another meal I can start off with and push scrambled eggs and bacon further down the line. It’s a problem for future Cassy. Well, future Cassy didn’t want to make and eat it either so we went for the easier route. I’m not even sorry.
Okay, now that my long ass excuse, I mean introduction is out of the way, we can start with the meal. It’s scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast so the amount of effort that goes into it is minimal. Onno put the four bacon pieces in the pan and in a cereal bowl mixed his scrambled eggs mixture. 3 eggs, seasoning, milk, and butter. He added some chili to the mix because the boy will add chili to his cereal if he could. He popped the bread into the oven when I told him the Sims meal had toast on it and we waited.
We fried more bacon because I ate the first batch and when the bread had only one minute to go, he dumped his egg mixture into the pan and low and behold, a few seconds later he had scrambled eggs. That’s it. It was just that quick.
And drumroll please for the finished product.
Urgh. Just looking at the scrambled eggs in the photo is enough to make my skin crawl. I hate it so much. Let’s move on to Susan in the Sims. Susan from the Sims prepared her scrambled eggs with bacon and toast just as quickly. It was a quick mix at the counter, straight to the oven for two seconds and then ta-da it’s done!
Okay, now let’s compare the two because it makes the blog look longer than what it really is. I’m laughing myself silly that Susan’s boob is just in the corner of the frame. I just love that.
That’s it. I can’t really stretch this one out. It’s not that exciting but hey, what is there to do? Some of these meals are easier than others but I’m sure the level of effort and difficulty will continue to climb as we go through all the levels. Next up is a white cake which I’m going to make all gluten so I don’t have any temptation to eat it. I just want to mention this again in case you missed it, once we hit part 10 so two more meal, there will be a short 3 months break. This reason for that is simple. 1) It gives me some time to prepare some of the meals in advance and 2) It gives my blog a bit of a breather. At the moment it’s mostly just my blog series every Monday and I realize that for the readers who aren’t interested in this series it might be a bit annoying. Currently, my Mondays look like: random normal blog, review, sims meal, random normal blog, review, sims meal and etc.
That’s about everything I wanted to say. Let’s rate and finish this one off.
Taste: 10/10 – This is my husband’s vote. If I was voting it would be one out of ten just because bacon is heaven.
Look: 9/10 – It looks like scrambled eggs with bacon and toast. It’s not that deep. It couldn’t really mess this one up. I will extract a point because the bread they used in the Sims meal is different than Onno’s usual.
How easy it is to cook: 10/10 – It’s beyond easy.
Thank you so much for reading and I will see you in a click!