I can't believe my last entry was October of last year.
What happened?
Nothing, really. I guess I was so caught up with other things that I neither found nor made time to write.
Some Bread
Hours were spent bread making--whilst exploring a classic bread book. Though yet to bake every bread featured, I have done my 'favourite' bread types.
Today, it is more subdued. I would bake maybe once a week or every couple of weeks.
I just made white cob last weekend--which was fast turned to bruschetta otherwise, rotten tomatoes. Horrible.
Breathing
On Yoga, I had gone through all the pre-paid classes I signed up for and now I had gone back to basics practicing with a volunteer group referred by a friend.
Today, I am a quarter through the programme and pretty happy as it had helped me to finally develop a daily practice--something studio work somehow didn't encourage enough for me.
I was also pleasantly surprised to be suddenly capable to do some poses, just like that.
Cooking
Still mad about cooking.
I am consciously grocery shopping for unfamiliar ingredients to expand our menu. I feel very lucky to live in a country where I am spoilt with the range of fruits and vegetables available!
Just the other day, my husband--the carnivore told me that his eating habits had changed. He said, he used to think that he can't properly eat if the dishes are without meat/fish/chicken, but he is now finding that he can't properly eat if the food is no good.
He had been 'approving' vegetarian dishes more and more these days.
Channeling Mari
Much stuff had been let go the past couple of months. Yey!
This really started when we were moving to our new flat. While waiting for the movers, I started to think about how ALL OUR STUFF were in the truck, if they decide to make a run for it, I would not know what to do.
I did some mental calculation on the cost of those items, and while modest (in my opinion), it was seriously dizzying for me.
I thought that maybe if we had less stuff, I wouldn't have been feeling anxious.
Material possessions can give us comfort, convenience and entertainment, however these can also give us stress and even deplete our time and resources.
It is crazy how it is so easy to overlook associated costs.
This made me consider...
And so, I (somewhat unknowingly) started on the path to owning only things I love and things that are useful to me. I feel that this is a lifelong process, of assessing what you have on hand and of evaluating--scrutinising any purchase.
My better quality (not bigger quantity) closet really caught me by surprise. Last Saturday, I wore a top I bought eleven years ago. And it is a top that I love to this day.
Sometimes treasures are hidden literally under a pile, heap, stack of your clothes.
100 Day Challenge
I thought I would expand the latter by doing a 100-day challenge.
It is still a toss for me which one would be harder:
(a) no online shopping (not even groceries!)
(b) no buying of Shoes, Clothes & Accessories, Kitchen Gadget (online and offline)
Maybe on the 100th day from this post, I will make an entry :)
What happened?
Nothing, really. I guess I was so caught up with other things that I neither found nor made time to write.
Some Bread
Hours were spent bread making--whilst exploring a classic bread book. Though yet to bake every bread featured, I have done my 'favourite' bread types.
Today, it is more subdued. I would bake maybe once a week or every couple of weeks.
I just made white cob last weekend--which was fast turned to bruschetta otherwise, rotten tomatoes. Horrible.
Breathing
On Yoga, I had gone through all the pre-paid classes I signed up for and now I had gone back to basics practicing with a volunteer group referred by a friend.
Today, I am a quarter through the programme and pretty happy as it had helped me to finally develop a daily practice--something studio work somehow didn't encourage enough for me.
I was also pleasantly surprised to be suddenly capable to do some poses, just like that.
Cooking
Still mad about cooking.
I am consciously grocery shopping for unfamiliar ingredients to expand our menu. I feel very lucky to live in a country where I am spoilt with the range of fruits and vegetables available!
Just the other day, my husband--the carnivore told me that his eating habits had changed. He said, he used to think that he can't properly eat if the dishes are without meat/fish/chicken, but he is now finding that he can't properly eat if the food is no good.
He had been 'approving' vegetarian dishes more and more these days.
Channeling Mari
Much stuff had been let go the past couple of months. Yey!
This really started when we were moving to our new flat. While waiting for the movers, I started to think about how ALL OUR STUFF were in the truck, if they decide to make a run for it, I would not know what to do.
I did some mental calculation on the cost of those items, and while modest (in my opinion), it was seriously dizzying for me.
I thought that maybe if we had less stuff, I wouldn't have been feeling anxious.
Material possessions can give us comfort, convenience and entertainment, however these can also give us stress and even deplete our time and resources.
It is crazy how it is so easy to overlook associated costs.
This made me consider...
MAYBE, I can own less.
And so, I (somewhat unknowingly) started on the path to owning only things I love and things that are useful to me. I feel that this is a lifelong process, of assessing what you have on hand and of evaluating--scrutinising any purchase.
My better quality (not bigger quantity) closet really caught me by surprise. Last Saturday, I wore a top I bought eleven years ago. And it is a top that I love to this day.
Sometimes treasures are hidden literally under a pile, heap, stack of your clothes.
100 Day Challenge
I thought I would expand the latter by doing a 100-day challenge.
It is still a toss for me which one would be harder:
(a) no online shopping (not even groceries!)
(b) no buying of Shoes, Clothes & Accessories, Kitchen Gadget (online and offline)
Maybe on the 100th day from this post, I will make an entry :)
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