The one where I went out in my nightie

Yesterday I did something I never thought I’d do. I went out in my nightdress.

No I hadn’t been drinking (although dutch courage might have helped). Last night was Miss Slinky 2011 at my Slimming World class. I’ve only just rejoined SW so had no chance of winning but have been a member before and have never dared to take part. Every time I’ve watched the gorgeous ladies, all at various different stages of their weight loss journey get up and strut their stuff and have been secretly disappointed that I (again) chickened out.

The idea was to go wearing a slinky black number. I don’t own a dress, in fact the last dress I wore was on my wedding day in 2003! I made a joke the week before about coming in my nightie and someone said I should. I laughed it off but thought “Why the hell not?”.

So, at 5.30pm last night I left my house and walked down the street wearing a black with white polka-dots nightie with lace over the pocket, tight black leggings, high boots and a jacket. Obviously there was the panicked phonecall en-route to my friend Natalie who convinced me to stop hovering in the shadows outside and go in, but I did it… and feel brilliant.

Yes it was a laugh, yes I strutted my stuff around a table wearing a nightie amongst the girls in ballgowns and all sorts, yes I no doubt looked a plum but you know what…. I only bloody did it! I got up there, joined in and really felt a part of it all, something I’ve never done before.

This morning feels almost like I have a hangover after a night out on tiles but I am determined because this time next year I will be strutting my stuff again, only this time I will feel slim and confident enough to buy myself a real slinky black number.

Don’t sit on the sidelines folks, life is too short. Get up there and enjoy!

Life Laundry

 

photo by canonsnapper via PhotoRee


No, this is not the practice of worshipping the washing basket, although mine is looking pretty awesome in it’s fullness. Life laundry is a fancy way of saying “a huge declutter!”. Every so often I get an itch, not an itch that any cream can fix, but an urge to strip the house bare. When I get that gleam in my eye Roy knows better than to argue and gets another roll of bin bags out!

Basically, I take each room and gut it. Every drawer, every cupboard; no nook or cranny is safe. I’m not a huge hoarder but I find it amazing how much “stuff” accumalates around the house!

The kitchen- this is the room that gets the most “built up” with stuff. I go through the cupboards, doing a list of what ingredients I have in, throwing out of date or past it’s best food, sorting the cleaning cupboard, and when I get the courage up – I open the art & craft cupboard. The kitchen is always the first but when it’s done and dusted I instantly feel more organised and motivated!

Work – I don’t have an office any-more. We dismantled it to give Taylor his own room so my “office” is currently the kitchen table, with one cupboard for my files. This cupboard is the crap cupboard. It has a box with “stuff” in it, chargers, three million drawing pins, a cotton reel, batteries…. crap that just doesn’t have a home. It’s where everything Kieran brings home from school goes and I have to whittle these down to one or two pieces and get rid of the rest. I need to get the shredder out and my paperwork reorganised, filed or disposed of.  I need to have my stationary boxes organised otherwise I can’t find a thing, I need to have Hallmark greetings cards, wrapping paper and all of the other 101 must-have items stocked up and easy to find when I need to grab them. When it is all done it no longer feels like a “crap” cupboard and again, and I feel much more organised.

We all take part, Kieran helps to declutter his books and toys – some for charity, some to put by for his little brother and some for the bin. He’s very good and enjoys helping. The boys’ wardrobes are always an eye opener – sorting through I can really see how big they’ve got! It’s also useful to make a list of what needs replacing. In my house “Need more socks!” is always at the top of the sheet!

Throughout the day, music blasts out through the house (Jive Bunny is a good one to get us going!). At the end we have a home full of dusty, weary and cheerful people. The house is gleaming but it’s more than that – if you do it properly it can be almost like that lovely “just moved in and all is fresh” feeling. You know where everything is, everything is well organised, you use things that you thought were long gone, and seem to save a fair bit of money over the next week or so using up in the kitchen / bathroom and what not.

Yes, today is a Life Laundry day. Wish me luck!