All Ways are Good except the Dumb Ones

I am learning so much from living in a little house on my own, and especially in a very very old wooden house. Thus I have taken the very clever saying 'all ways are good except the dumb ones' into daily use- it pretty much sums up my daily activity and life ethos at the moment.

1. Emptying the ash from the fire in a red coat, in heavy wind - Dumb (Life lesson; always wear the black coat and not good jeans/leggings/trousers and shoes when emptying the ash)

2. Always be very very careful with the fire, spjäll (whatever heck that is in english, basically the ventilation 'stick' you have on fireplaces that you have to always make sure to have open when lighting a fire, or else you will most likely die of carbonoxide poisoning sooner than you can count to 1000 [and with my concentration span quicker than I could count to 10...)] - Good & Clever

3. When you have set yourself good and constructife 'life rules', such as never allowing your own or anyone elses mobile phone or laptop into your bedroom, STICK TO THEM - Very very good, and I have got into brilliant habits with this one, and stuck to them like glue

4. Don't try to hang up a painting using a pin for a nail and a cup for a hammer, it just won't work - Slightly Dumb, but more inventive (Life Lesson; get yourself some tools like a proper organised woman! - and I(pappa) got myself some tools!)

5. If you haven't got it- invent/make it! - Very Clever, moneysaving and green (so far I have made my own stock, toiletpaper holder, kitchen roll holder, 'no commercial please' sign, door sign, flavoured coffee and so on and so on...)

6. If a bright orange glove on a doorknob with a big paper stuck to it with tape, works as a reminder to check the stove/oven/fire place before leaving the house, USE IT! - very very good

7. Hanging up a massive decorative star using only tape just won't work - slightly dumb, but more optimistic I would say (Life lesson; get yourself some stronger tape!)

8. Using the internet at libraries, internetcafe's/bars/pubs, at friends houses is both economic, time saving and more fun - Very Good (I love not having the internet as a distraction at home, but it has made me a slight hermit, and I now pretty much loathe the mobile phone ringing/beeping even. I am still very sociable, but when I am in my house I dislike being disturbed by my phone. Visitors are fine and even super welcome, but trying to get me on my mobile....not too keen on that one...)

I could go on forever and ever, but I won't bore you too much.

Basically, what I am trying to say is that I absolutetely LOVE living in my little old house, I love living on my own for the first time ever, and I love everything about my little beautiful house.

Now come Sunday and my big public moving in day Shenanigans. I have invited so many people I have no idea how they will actually fit into my ONE socialisation room...Hmm...maybe I should hope they don't all turn up at the same time, or that some people don't mind standing in the garden looking in through a window?...Ah, we'll sort that out some way or another, as we say in swedish ' Finns det hjärterum så finns det stjärterum' (something like 'if there is room in the heart there is room for the butt'), and there is indeed plenty of room in my heart and in my Sunshine Home- so Welcome!

Cheers and Merry Little Christmas! [finnishswedish thing we celebrate last saturday of November, by giving each other little gifts and kicking of the prechristmas season! woooopidoooopie!]

Sunshine House is MINE!

So, Anna Sun has moved into Anna's Sunshine Home! I am so god damn happy!!!

Saturday was spent moving ALL day (yes, with a ligament inflammated shoulder, 4 hours of sleep in the sleep account and a goddamn cold with a capital C), but finally, thanks to a lot of help from Mamma & Pappa I was in around 3-4ish in the afternoon.

This is the first time since I was 19 that I have ALL my things under one roof. And more so - this is the first time EVER that I have all my things under MY roof! And damn does it feel good!!


HAPPY!!


Woke up at 7.00Am this morning, after working a late shift and closing the bar. Got up, wandered around my 32 square mater, and then lit a fire. It did take me about 4 go's to get it started, but it worked in the end! So I sat down at my tiny kitchen table, had some brekkies, listened to the fire roaring, and then went back to bed.

Bliss to wake up at 12 (!! so late!), and the entire house was warm as an oven glove. Putting my wooly socked feet sqarely on the floor, greating the morning (well day) and get up with so much enegy, positivity and happiness to make my very first cuppa in my own house!!

I am bloody extatic, I have needed this so much. For so long. My very own house, my rules, my times, my habits. And I need to be on my own to fix myself. To get rid of the shit things I have created; patterns, habits, addictions and other things. And I am already starting softly to sort them out, neither mobile phone NOR laptop will ever get their way weaseled into my bedroom, it is a holy sanctury for only sleep, meditation, quiet contemplation and very much selected invited company.

AND IT IS SO NICE NOT TO BE AVAILABLE ALL THE TIME! No internet so far, and I think maybe for ever. I might consider getting a little dongle thing so that I can hook up to the net when I need to, but I think I might just use the internet as I am now - at my work place or my friends places or work places. We will see....

But right now I am enjoying the...

PEACE

and

QUIET

peace out lovers! One Love / Syster Sol

The Sunshine House - The start of a Love Story I hope

I don't want to Jinx anything, but I am in LOVE, with the most beautiful sunshine house I have ever ever seen in my entire little life! 

It is built in 1700something. It is yellow as the sun. It has an open fireplace. And a yard with grass. And a little red house on the yard. It is so beautiful I want to cry just thinking of it.

I met the house owner yesterday whilst having a drink in my pub, and he told me his lovestory of how he met his now finnish Sambo, in 1986 (when I was 11 months old), and it was the most romantic and heart wrenching story. He is irish so we happily chatted in english. And then he all of a sudden said ' do you need a house' and 'I have a house for you' and the more he told me of the house the more in love I fell with it - without even seeing it. 

I was wearing a dress which is 15 years old and has sunflowers on it. I was listening to Syster Sol (not kidding - my play list was on)

But today I have seen it. And it is amazing. Beautiful. Old. Slightly Wonky. Sunny. Sunshine Yellow. Peaceful.

Tomorrow I am going to see it from inside. 

I think I will be amazingly happy in this house, and sleep well. 

Keep all fingers crossed please for me and the sunshine house. 

It might just become my romantic story. Oh how I want it to be!