Sunday, 15 January 2017

Shopping for a Huf House (Dream home!)

A rare day off for my other half saw us head off for coffee and cake.  Delicious indeed.  My favourite place to head for coffee and cake - despite the ice and snow still laying hard on the ground.  
Scott took his Landrover for safe keeping and I headed through the farm shop and into the gorgeous barn, hoping my favourite cake was on offer.

To my delight, the lemon pistachio gluten free cake was on the menu.  Delightful indeed.

Following this fantastic start to the day, I suggested we go look at the 'local' (one hour drive away) Huf House show home.  This story goes like this:

Many reasons have brought me to a place over the years of hoping/wishing/dreaming/needing to spend time in the countryside and write.  You know about me and my writing now.  Right?  Well, back in 2009 I spent the first time ever of my life in the most amazing house in the highlands of Scotland in Aviemore.  There was an air of a new feeling.  Peace.  Tranquillity.  

The only way I can explain it is I felt like I remembered I was a human again.

Scotland 2009

* Time to cook
* eat healthily
* breathe amazing air
* look at nature.  

The trees,  those badgers who frequented our garden every evening for a treat of peanut butter.  Bird tables a-plenty with an abundance of nuts and seeds for our feathered friends to enjoy.  I loved it.  
Inside my body, something new happened.  Something which made me realise I would be more healthy and able to deal with my crohns issues in the countryside.

Right before having the twins, I lived in the countryside.  Having to leave broke my heart.  Loving it there, I definitely left a part of my heart there.  Yet there was no chance to stay as I knew no-one there and having twins created an insistence that I come back to family and civilisation.  There's a whole story coming up about that. 

Since Wales, in the new year, Scott and I decided that we definitely need a bolt hole.  Somewhere to go to escape.  My writing heaven. Amongst trees,  with birdsong around, ideally some water nearby...

Massive fans of watching Grand Designs,  we went to look at the possibility of building an amazing home somewhere we chose.  We love the idea of the scandanavian homes which come in kit form.  Super indeed.

Lord and Master

Off we headed to fall in love with the 'too big for us' Huf House.  Priced at way over our budget, we have now decided to do some more research into Scandia-Hus who seem more realistically priced (and we love them anyway).  Off to the Build it show in a couple of weeks and I promise to keep you posted on this.

Scott has given himself 3 years of research so nothing will  happen imminently but we hope to create a place of beauty to spend time in later in life. Somewhere which will assist with its natural tendencies with healing my health.  

A place filled with love. 

Louise xoxo

Friday, 13 January 2017

One poorly shihtzu

Harley is feeling sorry for himself.  

Last night he was in a lot of pain with a closed eye. I'm guessing something like conjuctivitis bless him.

Already, I was watching the weather last night and hoping for a snow day today. I just fancied some time at my desk, writing and catching up with housework stuff.  My bedroom was stuffed full of Christmas things that remained without a place in my home - driving me crazy.  Like a trojan horse I began working hard this morning when the roads were way too icy for me to attempt to go out and the other reason for wanting to stay home was to take care of my poorly dog.

Tonight, Harley seems very relaxed and I hope his eye is better.  I have no idea how to treat a dog with an eye issue but I bathed with cotton wool in cooled, boiled water then gently smeared some coconut oil over too.  Which of course has antibacterial properties.

My gorgeous Shihtzu is fast asleep now and I hope he feels a little better, at least a lot of love.  Hoping so as Scott has a rare day off tomorrow (which the announcement of made me cry!) and it would be so lovely to see the roads clear and to go out with Scott and Harley.

Meanwhile my bed calls me for a great nights sleep.

Much love

Louise xoxo


Thursday, 12 January 2017

Two very different black clouds

Today, I felt two very different types of black cloud approaching.

It's no secret that here in the UK we had a very adverse weather forecast.

Rather like my mood.  I Started out feeling great, buzzing for my Human Nutrition year 2 degree exam.  Guessing that every 'up' also brings a 'down',  I got home and took to my bed.

Crohns disease has reared its uninvited head the past two days.  This has left me exhausted,  running on my ever-pressured adrenal glands (bless those little walnuts).

Waking, I felt strange; rested.  

Harley and I had snuggled in tightly and got warm.  Him wearing his hoody with the words 'cute' written on it! Yes, I know, I should have waited to give him a hair cut.
Feeling my unwelcome guest, anxiety approaching, I could feel myself wanting to distance myself from my nearest and dearest, everyone and the world.  Just about everyone.

Sitting with a calculator and pen, I did the usual calculations.  Aiming to out-wit the anxiety with my mathematical calculations, I managed to inspire myself enough to realise that with a couple of years of consistent blogging and creating youtube videos I can actually live the dream I have in working full time from home.  
No way?  Yes!

Thus relieving the pressure to get up each day healthier than the previous day.  Much as I love to believe I have this illness under control, there are those days when it somehow is smarter than me.

Feeling in-spirit (inspired) I took to the keyboard and lit the candle. With only my tinitus, ticking clock, snoring dog and fired up boiler for sounds, I begin to write.  My passion, my love.

I want to write, write, WRITE.

This black cloud approaches,  this brings the beauty of snowflakes.

Without a sound, we see them falling,  covering the roads and pathways in an instant.  Such beauty.  As the social media channels begin to fill with children out playing late into bedtime and snowmen being built around these towns, I began to dream of a snow day tomorrow.

Would we get a snow day?

Don't get me wrong, I have two amazing clients booked to see in the morning, right before my gastroenterology appointment at the hospital, yet I have fire in my belly to write write WRITE.

Are you with me on this journey?

As always, much love

Louise xoxo
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