There’s no place like home


I didn’t post yesterday because I was absolutely exhausted from travelling and people and not enough sleep, but all day I felt wrapped in a bubble of contentment, because I was home.

And my words this morning sum it up perfectly.


What is ‘home’ for you? A place, a time, an experience? It’s different for all of us, I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Be it ever so humble


We got home late tonight after a weekend away, piling out of the car and not even unpacking with the intention of heading straight to bed .

I am so grateful to have spent the weekend with family and friends, but as we pulled into the driveway, my heart breathed a sigh of content knowing I was home. I knew a mess awaited me inside, that the next couple of days will be spent doing housework and washing and unpacking and everything that comes with the aftermath of travelling but right now, I don’t care.

I’m home, and my heart is full.

Keeping it simple


I love photos. Whether it’s capturing a memory or just simply a piece of life, I love photos in all forms around me at home.

I especially love PicTapGo for beautiful, on-the-go editing – right now, I’m editing photos (and writing this post) on my phone, right where I’ve taken them, by the beach as the world passes by. Then I’ll go home and have one made into a canvas, the hardest decision to make being choosing just one.





Love my home state, and this place is part of my childhood. I’ll take the pictures of my heart home and put them on the wall, so simple but so fulfilling.

Words to live by

if you want a golden rule that will fit everything , this is it: Have nothing in your house that you know not to be useful, or believe to be beautiful
– William Morris

We’ve left home for the long weekend here in South Australia, and I pondered these words as I was driving this afternoon.

I have much in my home that is neither of the above, and I’m tired of constantly having to manage allthethings. To quote The Nester, I’m most definitely a ‘stuff manager’, and it’s not a hat I wish to keep wearing. I’m working on that, but it’s a work in progress (aren’t we all??)

Beautiful and useful. I love the thought of these requirements as being essential criteria for allowing anything into my home. So simple, and yet so open to interpretation. But certainly food for thought.

What about you? What is your ‘yardstick’ or criteria for what makes it into your home?


The little things


Our poor bathroom is routinely neglected of any TLC, always being used in a very utilitarian manner. The renos are still not quite finished, and it can be a bit of a dumping ground for tools and such.

A bit of lavender and a glass vase brought in a bit of pretty. And the best part? The flowers don’t need water and can dry as they are.

Yep, I’m all about what I can achieve with minimal effort. Especially if it means getting things done.

And it’s already making me smile.

What makes you smile in your home, big or small?

Day One


Hi.  Again.

So this is me, right now.  38 years old, mum of 2 teenagers and 1 x 11 year old, partner (again) to the man I used to be married to, daughter, friend, sister, nurse, knitter, DIY-er, consumer of books and general lover of life.

And self-indulgent brat.

I’m starting my second Whole 30 today, and it’s taken me months to get here, to face up to myself and acknowledge that how I’m living is not working. For me or my family.  Eating whatever I want, not moving, not getting enough sleep, worrying and generally wallowing in lack of motivation is not resulting in a life lived well.

I lost my job 6 months ago, then went through having a hysterectomy and a variety of other health issues that on their own would have been fairly minor, but basically all the c**p in my life snowballed and to put it bluntly, I just let it go.  Not in the way that ‘Frozen’ or any number of inspirational quotes intend, but in the I-just-don’t-have-the-energy-or-care-factor-to-deal-with-this-so-I-won’t way that usually results in a whole lot more rubbish in life to deal with.  Amid some implosions and explosions.

On the grand scale of things, these are majorly first world issues, and despite the bumps and crashes along the way, I live an incredibly blessed life.  Hence why I’m qualified to call myself a self-indulgent brat, because I have the capacity to actually be a grown-up and make choices that mean I can live my best life, and be the best person I can be in the lives of people I ‘do life’ with.

I know that I cannot change the course of my life simply by what I choose to eat, but what I know from my first Whole 30 is that the program is not just about food.  It might start with food,  but it certainly doesn’t end there.  It’s about addressing how our choices affect our health and wellbeing, and therefore our lives in general, and how to make choices that lead to optimal health and living.  The creators of Whole 30 identify nine factors (the Whole 9) that ‘….. we believe, when properly balanced, will lead you to optimal health’ – Nutrition, Sleep, Healthy Movement, Fun and Play, Stress Management, Socialisation, Natural Environment, Personal Growth and Temperance.  

I’ve been failing pretty much all of them.  

And that’s ok, because today is today, and everything that’s come before is done and dusted, leaving me with a wealth of experience and life lessons.  Like how eating anything with grains or sugar or has been processed leaves me with achy joints, headaches and feeling generally blah (thank-you, auto-immune disease), and that no, my body will not eventually give up fighting and just accept whatever I throw at it without complaint.

So that picture up there, that’s my ‘Starting’ photo (no bikini shots from this little black duck, the world doesn’t need to see that), not to compare before and after, but just a record of who I am today, where I am in my life, and the choice I’m making.

To live well, so I can help others live well.  Ultimately, I have the freedom to do whatever I want to in life, but I don’t want to just get by, I want to be the best version of me that I can.

Eat clean.  Get enough sleep.  Move regularly.  Love intentionally.  Laugh a lot.  Get outside. Take time out.  Be a part of my community.

Simple, really.

Join me??

If you’re even remotely curious about what Whole 30’s all about, even just to see if it’s as crazy as people say it is, go and check out the website or FB page.  Then jump over to the Whole 9 site to see where it all started, and browse their great list of resources.  And I’d really encourage you to get a hold of ‘It Starts With Food’, the book that really opened my eyes to just how much food can affect our lives.  I promise you, it’s worth it.



Do what you can

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I was talking with a friend yesterday, discussing my bathroom renovation, and working on my house in general, including this little ‘project’ of loving my home purposefully.  My friend said to me that she has admired that I’ve done what I can, when I can, as I can afford it and when I’ve had time, rather than waiting to do it all when I have enough money/time/help/resources etc.

I was surprised by her comment, as I’ve never thought about how I do things from that perspective.  I’ve been frustrated by the stop/start nature of the majority of my projects, whether progress has been halted by lack of money or time, illness, whatever crops up and suspends production for a time, but I haven’t put off starting a project just waiting for everything to fall into place.  If I did that, nothing would ever get done around here!

We have lived in a perpetual state of in-the-middle-of (some might call it mess) for a couple of years, and that’s kind of become normal for us.  I’ve learned to work around what’s half-finished and in-progress (just ask me how you can still use a bath throughout a bathroom renovation), and when I do finish something, I’m almost surprised to live with something that’s complete.

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I haven’t really ever thought that that way of doing things is preferable to waiting until ‘the right time’, let alone admirable, for me it’s just been the only approach I’ve known.  Do what I can, when I can, with what I’ve got, and just keep going until it’s finished. Much like the rest of life, really.  Sometimes it just takes someone else’s point of view to shift our own perspective, and to help us be a little bit kinder to ourselves.