it has bitten me.

this organization bug.

but, i can't tell you 

how much it has helped me.

and, i found a place to store glass bottles

and glass jars,

and, to use them creatively.

yeah, that up-cycle razzmatazz.

am now part of the bandwagon.

remember, that time i was ashamed 

to show you the inside of my closet...

not anymore!

also, one creative thing per week resolution

of mine - check :)

eating Nutella is yummy, painted them empty jars with kids is scrumptious, too

easy-peasy to find and match with what you're wearing

PS

you bet I've earned my coffee :)

it was

my son's birthday last Friday. there was a small kiddie party planned. and, like always, i was on it. but, in the run up to the party, i amazed myself with the amount of work i got done. it was not just the cleaning part, where unlike the past years, i actually sorted, arranged and organized. not just dumped them out of sight!

i was ready with the prep of the food beforehand. that is a first. usually, it is like i get chef's block or something. i am so worried about how the food will turn out, i keep putting it off till like two hours before the guests are to arrive. and, then brag about how i'm living on the edge and all. *shakes head*

the fridge is purged, clean, smelling fresh with not a single dish without a cover in it! the fans are wiped clean. all but one cupboard is sorted. no old clothes remain. and, along with all of this, i managed to season some mangoes pickled in brine. found cooling themselves in the far recesses of my fridge, where they have been for more than a few months now, i think. all this in the last four days.

PS

the burdday boy

clouds pregnant with rain

stifling the ever bright sun

with not a leaf in motion

perspiration sticking on neck and back

weighing down the mind

eyes searing the sky

hands keeping busy

heart bursting with frustration...

...

... and, the thought of an oil massage 

heavenly to the senses

but purge worthy in the humidity.

so, i did the next best thing.

made some light, soothing oil for the hair.

some aloe, camphor and curry leaves...

... heated in coconut oil ...

to make a lightly fragrant and nourishing oil for the hair.

    every morning, i used to wake up, boil milk, let the water for tea boil while i brushed my teeth, washed my face, put kajal and lip gloss, blinked at the mirror twice and hurried to sip the celestial beverage, the sweet milky, strong tea. and, my day used to begin.

    after my long hiatus in Kerala, we woke up really late the first morning, since we had arrived past midnight. we trooped to the nearby Mac Donalds for breakfast. i was kind of dizzy. it was hot and humid just like in Kerala, but i was feeling the brunt of it in the concrete jungle.

    ordered for cold coffee, and was addicted to it for a week. the husband was still drinking tea. despite making it two-three times a day, i could not bear to sip it. then, he was advised not to drink milk after a bout of indigestion. so, we shared our cups of black coffee.

    clouds are lighter after venting rain, curtains are dancing in the cool breeze, the sun is sulking and making his presence known. it is a confused weather, this morning. neither hot and sunny, nor damp and cloudy. the summers are giving way to the rains. it is inevitable. change happens.

    i changed. as simple as that. as simply as that. but, people around me don't know. my husband doesn't think so. only a part of me knows. the rest is confusion. my home doesn't know, it is a mess. i need to straighten things up. face my demons. evolve.

    

three drawers full of dvds and blurays

stacked so high, there's two more piles you can't see

now, sit prettily in three large files, taking one-tenth the space they actually took!

i believe, i've earned my coffee :)

PS

i remember, i got this magical idea from Arundati, book-marked in my mind. and, here i am, getting down to it after almost two years. better late than never :)