
I love them! It's Saturday, I don't normally post on the weekend (and theres no link today) but I gotta post my LAST page of the 21 challenge! Cos I made it!! Yay!
Thanks
Rhonna!!!!I loved this challenge. It IS true that it takes 21 days to make or break a habit! I proved it! yeah!! Some of the habits were too personal to share but the ones I didn't mind sharing were:
-to work in my garden everyday -which I did unless it rained!
-To create everyday-which I did! This was important to me and something I try to do anyway because I am a firm believer that if you make time for yourself each day to do things you as a PERSON not as a mom, wife or friend, but just YOU like, (and 15 min a day is fine too, it doesn't have to be like an hour or two!) then you will happier for it, you will be more fulfilled as a person, which in turn will make you calmer and more productive in other areas. Less crabby or irritable cos you are getting the things you want to get done-done and in turn those around you will be happier too! Everyone wins! I know from personal experience that if I go for long periods without doing anything for myself, I get moody and take it out on everyone around me ! I become Bonnie the Beast-a fire breathing dragon! ha ha.
-To do something positive and fun with my children everyday-which I tried to do.
(the last one at times for me was the hardest cos I am not really the type of mom that likes to sit down and play Polly pockets or go sliding around on my knees pushing a car around the house making ridiculous brrroooommmm sounds! I love doing crafty things with my kids or playing with them outside or doing puzzles. And I let them bake and make a huge mess cos I know it is teaching them good things.
Thanks to you all who shared your hilarious and embarrassing stories yesterday-oh man I had such a chuckle! You should read some of the comments!
I could write a whole book on the things I did as a child or the things my kids get up to!
{couldn't we all?}
WARNING: LONG STORYTake this scenario for instance: Going back in time to when I was about 8. ...
I remember it was school holidays- summer holidays which was about two months long.
At the end of the holidays it was time to get all my school stuff together and get my bag ready for school for the next day. I remember I had one of those leather satchels with the buckles in front. I thought it was cool! {could barf now thinking about it!}
Anyway there I was happily hunting for my cool little brown satchel, finding it, opening it....
That's when things go blurry for a moment, the lights go out, utter darkness! {the smell must of been so bad it blocked that bit from my memory}.
I am not sure if I was the inventor of some type of new gas but the smells eeking out of that bag were lethal!! I'm surprised I lived to tell the tale! Now, if you think the SMELL was bad, oh my word, you should of SEEN what was inside the bag!!
Some time of bomb had gone off inside of it-there was green/brown fungi growing all over the inside and my lunch box was bobbing up and down in some type of fermenting liquid.
"WHAT DID I HAVE FOR LUNCH TWO MONTH AGO?" I wonder to myself.
Terrified of the "thing" growing in my cute little brown satchel I wondered what to do!
I had two options:
1) Tell dad about the "thing" in my bag and risk a long lecture and possible punishment-cos really the bag was totally WRITTEN OFF! There was no way on earth I was ever using it again!
2) Dispose of the evidence-claiming the bag was eaten by the dog in a moment of sheer starvation or possible case of rabies.
I went with option 2. I waited until no one was around..put on my shoes, gingerly picked up the bag and dumped it into a plastic bag {whilst holding a sock over my nose} and set off to destroy all incriminating evidence. I went down to the little forest across the road from us and there in the bush, I dumped the bag. I said goodbye to my cute little brown satchel, skipping off happily -already thinking about the cool little pink Barbie bag my daddy would buy me...
By some unknown , amazing and awful chance the bag came back to haunt me!
I still don't know to this day how it happened! But later that evening my bag was there-staring up at me with those scathing satchel eyes "Why??? why did you leave me to rot in the field?!" I couldn't believe it.! What kind of sick joke was this?? Who would do such a sick thing??!!
I don't know what happened after that...I seriously have no memory of it..{must of been pretty bad!} cos I don't remember ever getting that cute little pink Barbie bag!!
more tales to follow another day!