I love the sudden explosion of excitement that comes with a Friday. Today I’m feeling a little more excited than usual after spending a majority of the last two weeks indoors. I think it’s also because I finally have my strength back and can comfortably get back into my indoor-routines with Georgie. Organising, rearranging furniture, fixing things and cleaning, reading and being superheroes. This is what we do indoors. Cheers to good health.
I’m writing this post horizontal in my bed with the worse headache ever, a blocked nose and a sore throat. Accompanying my misery is a cup of basil-thyme-eucalyptus tea, which is cold and beautiful music streaming from Radio Nova , which is interrupted by my awful internet connection. To make matters worse, over the past two days my little dude has had to watch me drooling on the couch, moaning and whining and losing my patience with silly things. I know I should give myself a break but you see, this is the first time since I had Georgie that I have fallen sick. Man, it sucks being ill but being ill and being a mummy is something that I find, really sucks! I hate not being able to play outside with him or kiss him uncontrollably or take him to the park, like I promised. The high point of my misery came last night when I bent down to give Georgie a bath and realised how weak and in pain I was. I cried. I didn’t mean to, of course because Georgie was right there watching me but I couldn’t help it. I just burst into tears. I felt so sorry for myself, I am ashamed to admit. But then in an instant all was gone: a little soul with only two and half years of experience in this world leaned forward, gave me a kiss and brushed the hair out of my face. ‘All better, mummy.’
There’s one place in Larnaca I love visiting. The thrift shop. Sad fact about Cyprus: We don’t have many. Don’t get me wrong, they exist! But not to the degree they exist in other European countries. This one is owned by an English lady who has turned this joint into a very popular spot with the locals. Granted, not many treasures are here to discover – isn’t that the case with most thrift shops anyway?-but I have gotten lucky. Besides, nothing beats buying five books for 4 euros and 60 cents! I can’t imagine handing over pennies in most bookshops. There’s a quiet corner in the thrift shop where shelves are tightly-stacked with books of every genre. Georgie enjoys reading time so he loves rummaging through them and flicking through the pages looking for tigers and dinosaurs. I love seeing the names of the old holders and little notes. There’s a sense of greatness being able to show my child that not everything beautiful and inspirational has to be brand new…and come with a hefty price tag.
I am wearing slipper booties right now, so I am officially saying bye to summer. It’s been a blast. The festivities and events, barbeques with friends, late afternoon swimming in the sea, daily excursions and weekend vacations with my little dude in tow are moments I love and live for. Looking forward to so much more in the coming years. But right now, give me cold, dreary, wrap-up-type-of weather. Apart from new warm clothes and accessories I’m dying to put Georgie in -not to mention Christmas songs I am extremely patiently waiting to listen to-, I am really stoked about using our new fireplace and spending our first Christmas in our home. Bring it on, autumn!
