Bit of a crazy week

Trying to find routine when there is no possible way of having a ‘normal, set’ work week, is hard. I don’t know what to do at times.

There have been days recently when I just want to have a day to myself, just “chill the EFF out”, but I can’t. Least not properly. There is always tasks that needs to be done, either around the house, in town. Whatever. Cleaning, cooking, gardening, and yet if I had more than maybe one day off, I would enjoy being able to do all of that, especially on a lovely, sunny day like today. But not right now, it just seems more of a chore, than anything else.

And the worst thing about it, I procrastinate something terrible. I’ll admit that. Finding something menial to do instead of the real task, least for a while.

I’d love to go back to having just a regular routine, with normal hours where I can go out, meet people, make friends, and at least seem like the social butterfly I portray at work currently. But… trying to find the right job that can allow for that now, is not possible.

I keep looking, and asking, though I try not to get my hopes up too high, least for now. I’d love to get into doing this – writing, for a job. But there is not really anything like that around for the moment.

Well, not sure on what else to say, except that it has been an all-over the place sort of day, and then back to the grindstone tomorrow. Least the work day is a short one, and I get the afternoon to potter around the house and garden.

Till next time.

~ Darlene

Home life. Cooking, cleaning, etc.

It is amazing on what can be done in just one day, given the way the day now seems to go by so fast. The amount of tasks that I try to set myself most days may be a bit much; such as washing, cleaning, cooking, and even meal prepping, but once I get started, I just keep going.

Today for example, I hope to get some deep cleaning done in the kitchen, as some previous visitors have left quite a mess on the surfaces. *cough*flies*cough* And then, once I start, I find them all over the house, and want to do the entire place, floor to ceiling.

And do I find it all annoying? The tasks of housework and maintaining a home?

Surprisingly, … No. I’m actually finding relief in it. Since I am still unable to find paid work to go out and do – least for the moment, I just get stuck into keeping the house as tidy and as clean as I can.

Least the only pest we get inside now are flies, what with the heat some days with the New Zealand summer slowly approaching. When we first moved in, there was a massive swarm of wasps in the lounge. Yes. Wasps!

Though thankfully, they were all a bit dozed when we found them, as it was in the middle of the Winter season. So, all we did was douse the buggers with fly spray – even though it wouldn’t likely kill them outright, and them swepped them up and took them outside. I despise wasps with a passion, it gave me the shivers when I took them away. Still does just at the thought.

They still appear outside, as we live in an area full of orchards – rotten fruit seems to attract them in, but I keep well away from them and try my best to keep them outside.

Can anyone tell me what they are called?
Can anyone tell me what they are called?

The image above is as close to how they looked when I see them, if anyone is able to tell me what they are would be great. Just in the case of getting stung by them and I could be allergic.

Going back to a previous thought, I also find relief in cooking. Getting the meals sorted for dinner, or even lunches is almost therapeutic. Guess it must be a part of me, as my Poppa use to do a lot of catering for local events back in Auckland, as well as at the old family home some nights.

And his skills have been passed down, through his daughters (my mum and her sisters) and to the following generation. At times, it makes me feel close to him, in a way I wish I had tried to do more so when he was alive.

Time to get back into it all, I guess. I’ve blabbered on long enough with this post, I think. I might even do a post on what I’m cooking for tonight, when I get the chance.

I feel like I might loose it

Already now, it is now just two months away from the New Year, and I am feeling annoyed and frustrated at myself. I had this plan for how I saw myself by this point, but it just has not come to be as of yet.

I had hoped to have been working, even part time a few days a week by now, but still nothing has come up to where I have gotten a yes, we will take you on. Even for a 90 day trial period!

Some days I feel like I could cry into my research books, but then I remember there is other stuff that needs to be getting onto… Is that bad?

Am I doing, or saying something wrong on my applications, or in my interviews when I get them? I don’t know. At times I wish the responses gave some critical feedback on what to possibly say for future reference, instead of the “Sorry… Good luck in your future job hunting..” blah.

However, I am doing other things from home, apart from house-work and studying. Least to keep me sane for a time. I am thinking of making necklaces, possibly custom ones if anyone were to ask for them.

At the moment, I have a few almost ready, just needing a few final touches before I post them online, most likely on my ETSY account. Once I have them too my satisfaction, I will no doubt write about them on here, the steps on how I made them, how they look, and if they are liked by people.

I have seen a few necklaces like these before, and I was rather curious as to how they were made. Once I spotted a few of the items online, I thought that I’d give it a go. And it was rather soothing. Reading, and cross-stitch have normally been my go to for that, but with these necklaces in particular, I was surprised at how calmed I felt when they were all pieced together.

The ideas from my previous post, on doing drawings and getting them printed is still in the process, it just needs a bit more refining, as I am use to drawing by hand, even if it was tracing something else that I saw online.

Who knows, I may end up doing both jewellery and art prints. I just wish something would come up now, so that I could possibly pay to maybe get these ideas off the ground at all.

And this is my story… [in progress]

Right. So, another blog.

This time however, it is going to show my opinions and thoughts about going through  with moving out of a big city to a whole new location.

First off, I shall introduce myself for everyone.

Hi, my name is Darlene. I am a Taurus who loves reading, writing… wait. No, this isn’t AA, or some dating website (ew).

But seriously, I’m Darlene, I am currently working in retail, as well as studying as a post-graduate student at AUT in Auckland City, New Zealand. I won’t say my age (because why should I?) but I am at a point in my life where the need for something and somewhere new is a much wanted life-goal and necessity.

Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2008)
Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2009)

This is me, with my partner. His name is Reuban, and he will make some appearances in my future posts from time-to-time. He is also currently a sales rep for a company that sells all things related to the maintenance of cars. (don’t want to say the name just yet, in case)

We have been together for almost seven years now, and this is the first big adventure that we have done together (so far…) It is he, that got me to start this blog in particular, so that I can document what we go through, what I think about what he is telling me, or what and where he hopes to see us going. But, since I am wanting to be the writer, he said I should do all this, instead of him. (Not really, but that’s the gist of it… I think)

NB: I am still working on how I want this blog to look, so bare with me. There will be a number of possible changes over the next couple of days, which will likely just be cosmetic to how I want the whole page to look and flow.

Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby. (2014)
Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby.

We also have a dog, her name is Mixie. She is a nine(ish) year old Foxie-Whippet cross and is just… well, she’s the first dog that I have had that is indirectly mine – long story, but, she was found by Reuban and his mum and Reuban just took her in and has just.. been there ever since. ‘The foundling’ is what she is called from time to time.

So, I think that is all the initial introductions out of the way, and I am not sure what else there is to add…

If someone has a question at all, about anything, just leave me (or Reuban for that matter) a comment below. I will do my best to post something at least once a week, but … I do have a tendency of leaving my blogs for weeks, or months at a time without posting, but I will try my best.