It’s “head down ass up” week

Right now I’ve been banished to the bedroom by C, but it’s for a good reason.

I have to do 2 hours of study so that I’m allowed to go on a date with him tonight to the movies.

Romantic huh?

I’m in the home straight of finishing the uni term, and it means I’m starting to cram. I have one assignment piece to finish, I have an online presentation that’s due on the 25th, and an exam next month to begin studying for. Annoyingly, the presentation that I’m doing on the 25th of May will be performed while I’m on holidays in Sydney visiting my sister. Could the timing have been any worse? The other time slots available I was either working (no chance of being able to get the afternoon off), in the air flying to Sydney, or in the air flying from Sydney. Thus, presenting it while in Sydney was the only option (thank you to my sister and to C for being so understanding, and working around my schedule).

I’m a few weeks behind so this week every spare moment will be dedicated to reading a text book or watching a uni lecture. Copious amounts of caffeine will be consumed as I stay awake reading or watching or writing. Focus and concentration skills will be under stress.

In a sickening sense, I’m actually kind of excited about it.

I’m excited to finally have found my motivation again. Excited about wanting to beat the deadlines and come out on top. Excited about learning again. All of this, combined with my desire to exercise again, shows that I’ve come through my recent slump and I’ve found my determination and will to succeed.

Thank god.

I’ve drawn myself a plan with day-by-day milestones and goals to achieve, and even allowed myself a “catch up day” in between just in case I have overestimated how much I can achieve each day, which is incredibly likely.

Time to stop blogging about it now, and time to get cracking.

After all, I really want to go on that date.

Ever had a partner use blackmail to make you do something you’ve been procrastinating over?

Kelsbells builds a greenhouse

One of the items on my list of 52 for 2012 (which I just realised I still haven’t blogged – YIKES) was to grow some herbs and use them in cooking.

I had tried to do this same one last year, but after planting the seeds I ended up splitting with my bf at the time, moved out, and never saw the pot again.

I wonder if it survived.

This year when I mentioned it to my beloved C, he was all for it. We decided we would buy a greenhouse (ensuring the dogs wouldn’t get to the plants), which we managed to find a great one at Aldi this week for only $50. Stoked!

Yesterday I picked it up from the store and put it together. Like a proud little munchkin I took pictures, and sent them to as many people as I could. This was the finished result:

Greenhouse

It stands 1.98m tall

Once C got home from work and inspected my efforts, we set off to Bunnings to pick up some gear to fill it. We ended up with:

  • Lettuce
  • Coriander
  • Chives
  • Chillies
  • Parsley

All of those I have full intentions of eating, minus the chillies. I’ll burn my mouth, and I’m not a fan of super spicy foods.

Where we have the greenhouse may change though, as at the moment it’s really only getting about 3 hours of full sun a day. It’s a warm area still, temps are mid 20′s during the day, but one of the herbs tends to prefer full sun. We’ll see how it goes after a week and reevaluate then.

Seedlings

Parsley, Jalapenos and Chives

Lettuce seedlings

The lettuce seedling trays

So stay tuned for progress shots as I attempt to grow some herbs. In about a month I believe we have to relocate them into bigger pots and whatnot so they have room to grow, woo exciting!

Have you ever grown any herbs before? Got any tips for me?

Does anyone do photos in wallets anymore?

Today I was out grabbing some lunch wen I noticed the man standing in line in front of me, his wallet in particular.

Now before you think that sounds like I’m some sort of pickpocket zoning in for the steal, I’m not. What caught my attention was the photo of the beautiful elderly lady smiling a huge, genuine smile. When my eyes followed to where he was sitting, I discovered the woman also sitting there; it appeared she was his wife. They were both in their 70′s at least, if not older. Put simply, they both just looked right together, and it made me wonder about the photo in his wallet.

Did he do it because he loves her? Because he’s proud? Or because it’s just the thing to do?

I don’t carry a photo of anyone in my wallet except myself – my drivers license.

I don’t have kids so I don’t have any school photos I can cut out and put in there. I could add a photo of C, or my dog, but somehow the effort of finding a picture, printing it out and then displaying it my wallet has just never occurred to me before. I know C doesn’t have anything of me in his either, but his dog is the background on his phone.

Does that mean phone wallpapers are the wallet photos of the 00′s and 10′s?

Do people just not do wallet photos anymore?

Do you have a photo in your wallet of a loved one? If so, why?

How kelsbells spends the night alone

My night at home alone

Tonight C is out for a boy’s night for one of his friend’s birthdays, taking one of my housemates along with him. My other housemate is in Hawaii, which meant I got the entire house alone.

Oh yeah.

Alone.

STOKED.

Needless to say I have been living it up lazy style, with a bit of housework thrown in for good measure. After all, on his days off C does a lot around the house so I’m only too happy to do the same when I can.

Tonight my evening consisted of the following:

  • Downloading a heap of TV shows to be watched, the kind that C grumbles at
  • Watched said TV shows while laying in bed
  • Falling asleep and missing about half hour of said TV shows
  • Putting all the folded clean washing away
  • Preparing all the washing for tomorrow
  • Putting away all the gear from our night away last night for my cousin’s wedding
  • Laying back in bed to watch more TV
  • Lazy? Definitely. Enjoyable? Absolutely.

    What’s your idea of an enjoyable night alone?

    At the crack of dawn I run

    SunriseLook at that view. Seriously, is that not simply gorgeous?

    This morning I dragged myself out of bed at 5.45am to get ready to go and meet a friend and a new trainer at Kawana beach. The plan is to get super fit again and prepare myself for the event I’ll be competing in next year called “Tough Mudder“, an obstacle course lasting approximately 19km. Put simply, I have about 12 – 16 months of torture ahead; it’s going to be great!

    As much as I enjoy doing exercise, actually getting myself to go and do it is by far the hardest bit; sometimes the call of the couch is far too strong. So this morning when I woke up at stupid o’clock, getting out of bed was the last thing I wanted to do. Particularly when I had a snoozing C beside me looking so warm and comfortable. Alas, I’m one of those people that hates to let others down, so I grudgingly climbed out, got dressed and left. What greeted me at the beach was the stunning view you see above.

    There was no time to feel cold and tired when I got to see that. Instantly I remembered how much I loved getting up early and going for a run, when the world is quiet and so beautiful. Instantly I looked forward to the training session.

    Instantly I was glad I was getting back into this again.

    What’s your reason for getting out of bed in the morning?