And just like that, another year, two years in the UK, and another breakfast in the pub we visited on our very first morning as immigrants. Hope you all have a blessed new year and decade!
I know this is a topic you've all been waiting for with bated breath: dirty laundry!! When we moved here, our house had a washing machine but no dryer. This is very common for houses here--even in our very affluent village we frequently see wash hanging out to dry (and, to be fair, sometimes getting rained on.) I think moving here as a home-manager and mother has made me notice more the habits and norms. When we lived in Syria Eric and I didn't have kids and I didn't spend much time thinking about running our home (to be honest, mostly because we had cockroaches and there were worms in our shower--I just sort of survived our home that year....) Anyway, coming here as a homemaker has made me think about things like laundry. And that means you lucky readers get a whole post on it! Our washing machine that came with our cottage was on its last legs, and so we replaced it with a washer-dryer combination. But since we don't have a vent we had to get a condenser...
I'm joining in the Homeschool Day in Our Life link up at Simple Homeschool today. Since we just moved to England from New England, got sick, got sick some more, and then had the Epic Family Flu Experience, we haven't had very many days that have come anywhere close to normal recently. In fact, this day I'm documenting is the first relatively normal day we've had in months, as luck would have it (with an emphasis on the "relatively"--we still have more boxes to unpack!) So, while this day has gone smoothly and has been blessedly filled with routine, had I written this post just a week ago, it would have involved me curled up feverish on the couch with the kids recovering and using their iPads pretty much all day, and Eric cooking bacon and eggs for dinner (again). Just for full disclosure. But now we're finally healthy, so here is our day: 7-7:45 am: We all wake up at about the same time. In my ideal world, I'd wake up before everyone to write ...
Every Thursday, we get our dairy products delivered from a local dairy. It took several months to find a good dairy source. There's another local dairy farm that delivers but they never responded to my inquiries, so we finally gave up. Then we heard about this dairy that delivers to us now, and when they responded to my email I was so excited! (You wouldn't think it would be so hard to get someone to take your money, but this has happened to us quite a few times here--we want to start a service and are happy to pay and no one responds.) Anyway, the milk is cream top, fresh from that morning, and comes in glass bottles. It's delivered by a lovely man who called to make sure everything was okay and who leaves it at about 5:30 in the morning. In Boston, we would have been awake to greet him, but here the kids sleep later, so we wake up in the morning to our delivery waiting outside our door. They just leave an invoice every month and we call in the payment. I couldn't...
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