Weekend Coffee Share… 13th August, 2018.

Welcome to Another Weekend Coffee Share!

As much as I’d love to have you over for coffee tonight, you might want to reconsider. It’s so cold that my fingers are numb. Of course, it would help if I accepted that it was still Winter, and that turning on the heater or putting on a jumper would be a good move. It’s evening and currently 11°C or 52°F.

Rosie tennis balls laptop

Rosie with her tennis ball collection on my laptop.

Before I proceed, let me just introduce you to Rosie, our black and white Border Collie x Kelpie, who is staring straight at me with dogged persistence. She has a serious fixation with chasing balls, sticks or anything which could possibly launch through the air with her in hot pursuit. Rosie’s been parked in front of my chair for hours patiently depositing fragments of stick on my keyboard depositing fragments of sticks and tennis ball on my keyboard, and wondering why I haven’t seen them. Indeed, the pile is growing and she’s just upped her campaign and brought me a forbidden wooden peg. You should see the focus on those eyes and the highly strung tension in every cell of her body. She can maintain this pose for hours…and hours. I’m ignoring her more than usual tonight. Wonder if she thinks I’m broken? Or, perhaps she’s concluded I require more training… She certainly hasn’t given up trying to motivate this comatose human. She is the personification (or should that be dogification?) of persistence.

Rowena Haircut

Sporting my new haircut at the local waterfront. 

My big news this week, is that I’ve finally had my haircut. While I acknowledge that for much of the population having a haircut is a non-event, for me it’s more of significant and I’m out there ringing the brass bell.  Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It’s been around two years since my last haircut, and that rushed ponytail or makeshift bun have been heaven-sent. I know it sounds terrible now I’ve actually reflected on my crime and the horrors -of “letting myself go”. It’s just that it takes a lot of effort, not to mention money to maintain the facade, and my prime focus is more on what goes on underneath something money can’t buy.

Rowena Flying Hair

Trying to get a photo of my new haircut…the wind showed no respect and kept blowing it around. 

After my haircut,, I headed back down to Terrigal Beach for a Fisherman’s Basket and thought my hair hair was about to fly away…so much for respecting my new haircut. However, I was grateful to find a parking spot. It took quite a tour to find one. What? Did they know I was coming? Obviously not.

Last week, I mentioned that I was reading Raphaelle Giordano’s  French novel: Your Second Life Begins When You Realize You Only Have One. This inspirational book is a hard creature to categorize. While it claims to be a novel, for me it reads more like a memoir, which is perhaps the ultimate tick of approval for any novel. After all, they’re supposed to feel real, and lure the eager reader into their web.

However, most novels don’t include action steps and writing post-it notes to change your life. Fill the void surrounded by all the trappings of success, supposed happiness, dotting the i’s and crossing the t’s.

I decided to take on these challenges myself. Why not?

The first task was to throw out ten items. Me being me, I started musing to myself about what these ten things should be. Of course, I could follow the letter of the law and throw out ten bobby pins and cross it off. However, obviously to experience the full benefit, I needed to embrace the full spirit of the law. Ideally, I would’ve moved on the piano, car bed or table I’ve been meaning to sell or give away, but that wasn’t going to happen quickly. So, I found a sort of middle ground and the deed was done. Too much analysis was only going to lead to paralysis, something I knew too well.

In the book, simply throwing out these ten items launches Camille into a cleaning and renovation frenzy where she even ends up painting their apartment. Such monumental change seemed too good to be true. However, I’m also finding a renewed desire to straighten things up around here. As usual, all roads are leading to my desk and the kitchen table, which always end up as a layer cake of family detritus. Indeed, I have no doubt that there are even fragments of stick buried on my very desk. Clearly, when it comes to sorting all of this out, I’m up against it.However, I’m not aiming for clinical perfection. It is our home. We’re a family. Love, connection and relationships are what it’s all about. Yet, these diametrically opposed worlds collide in every home and we each just try to make the best of it.

Have you read any good books lately? Has anyone read the Jane Hawk series by Dean Koontz? I heard a great review this week, and am tempted to have a go. I don’t usually like reading series and am more of a non-fiction reader, but might give it a go.

How has your week been? What have you been up to? I hope it been great.

This has been another contribution for the Weekend Coffee Share hosted by Eclectic Ali. You’re welcome to come and join us for a cuppa.

Best wishes,


11 thoughts on “Weekend Coffee Share… 13th August, 2018.

  1. Tails Around the Ranch

    Your post reminds me everything is relative. It’s been in the mid 90’sF forever. I’m counting down the days to the official arrival of cooler temps and autumn. BTW, just 40 days. 52 would be paradise in my books. 😊

  2. Gary A Wilson

    ewww – cleaning – it’s a dangerous topic around here. I’ve been known to jest about how, if our home did get caught in one of the nearby fire storms, that it would not be such a bad thing as that’s about what it would take to finally get rid of some of our unneeded stuff. Hope all is well with you and your family.

  3. Rowena Post author

    It’s a dangerous topic around here as well. My clean ups usually disturb my husband’s status quo in some way. I was very pleased to relocate some piles of books on the shelf which were restricting access to my writing folders. I put them in a crate in an adjacent cupboard and felt very pleased with myself. HOWEVER, I had placed this crate of what a more engineering orrientated mind like my husband’s would clearly define as “HEAVY” on the shelf above my husband’s stuff which wasn’t labelled anything but I knew enough not to shove my books in there, even on a temporary basis. Well, if you are more of a profit of doom than a looking on the bright side or should I say “the blind side” like myself, you would already know by now that the shelf holding my books crashed onto my husband’s stuff and that his stuff was more on the fragile side of things…model aeroplane kits. Welcome to a dynamic household. He has now secured his stuff in the garage. He might need to turn that into some kind of bunker.
    If I wasn’t such an archivist, a fire might do us a favour too. I don’t know how we’re ever going to fulfill our dream/goal of detonating and rebuilding this place.
    BTW my cough has improved so much. This is the first year, I haven’t been seriously ill with bronchitis/pneumonia for 5 years. It’s a serious miracle!! Hope you and your family are doing well too.
    Best wishes,

  4. NorCal Zen

    Rosie is adorable!! She’s working you that’s for sure 🙂

    I like your new haircut, and I really really like your necklace, it’s exquisite. I am just like you when it comes to haircuts..When I’m just working in small towns/countryside I have a ponytail, and a hat almost all the time. I’m a very simple country girl. If I’m traveling, or spend time in a city, that’s different. It’s on my list of things to do, getting a haircut before I leave northern California..this week I guess. I’m also watching 2year old every day..and buying a car…and selling my truck and some other belongings..we’ll see the haircut is further down my list 🙂

    Have an awesome new week!

  5. New Journey

    I love the haircut, so young and fresh, why do we wait so long to take care of ourselves?!? I am just like you, put it off as long as I can! As I am sitting here my little princess border collie Chika is poking me with her long snout and quickly looking from me to her nasty old ball filled sock to throw..LOL I have to say the intensity of there little eyes are almost eerie. I love the idea of getting up and going to throw out 10 things ! However it isn’t going to end in painting a wall LOL
    Love how happy you look and healthy!!! XXXKat

  6. Suzy

    Yours is the 2nd post I’ve seen in the last week that mentions the book Your Second Life Begins When You Realize You Only Have One. I wonder what the universe is trying to tell me! The book sounds interesting Pity it’s not available on kindle, but maybe I’m meant to buy the paperback.

    stopping via the WeekendCoffeeShare linkup

  7. Rowena Post author

    I highly recommend it. I was going to say its got me thinking. However, more than that, it’s brought about action. That’s a biggy for me, and probably a lot of writers. I think writing and procrastination/avoidance can easily go hand in hand.

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