Outside my window… it’s dark. the cheap, nasty, noisy firecrackers have started. they started days ago. the air is full of smoke. i can hear the bass beat from every party within 10 miles (yes, they are that loud). It’s New Years Eve in Chiang Mai. 10:21pm.
I’m thinking… do I go to bed, or do I stay up and welcome 2010 like in a manner it deserves?
I’m thankful for… my darling husband. the house has been chaotic since we arrived. unpacking and setting up house is alot more complicated when you have kids. especially when one of them is sick and doesn’t want to be put down for a second. so, i woke up this morning and found everything organized. everything was in it’s place. oh, and did i mention that he let me sleep in till almost 10am while he put everything away (the kids were also asleep, miraculously). so, i was able to get on with the task of decluttering and sorting, deciding what to keep, what to donate, and what goes in the trash. i’m also getting a little inspiration from my friend over here.
I’m reading… articles about milestones, feeding babies, coughs and colds, discipline… i’m obsessed with everything baby. one good thing about being home again, is that we have some kids books from australia, so the kidlets are getting exposure to some lovely aussie syntax.
I’m hearing… the fire crackers. thai firecrackers are not that impressive to look at, but they certainly make lots of noise. the m-80’s sound like mini explosions. i have heard tourists freak out when they first encounter a thai celebration. duck and cover!
Around the house… it’s a blissful picture of organization. this is something only dh can achieve. i lack the household organization gene. it’s very strong in sean’s family. i hear that it is possible to learn, but you have to have a susceptibility to it. alas, i’ve got nothing. skipped from my grandmother to my sister. my mum didn’t even have it.
One of my favourite things… being home. oh, it’s bliss. everything is in it’s place (thanks to dh!). my own bed. my own pillow. even the loud music and explosions have a comforting effect on my psyche.
Plans for the weekend… still trying to get the house in order. dh may have modularized it all, but now I have to take each module apart and sort keepers from the clutter.
A picture thought… tenderness
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