Finally the day is here!! The ‘For Sale’ sign is up on our front yard. AND I HATE IT !!!! It’s been a really emotional day for me. I knew it was going to be tough but I had no idea how much. I’m going through so many mixed emotions right now. I’m praying that the house sells fast yet I hate looking at the sign.
I’m excited for the hubby!! He has landed himself his dream job. I know he truly deserves it and I’m so proud of him. I also know this move is going to be good for our family. And it’s something we talked about for a long time. Yet today I feel I’m not ready. Deep down I feel kind of sad. I don’t know when it started but in these last 9 years this place has become Home. This is the place Daughter grew up. This place has so many ‘firsts’. After our hometown Kolkata, this is the place we’ve lived for so long. Familiar faces are everywhere – the stores, the mall, the school, the library, the post office, the restaurants that we frequent.
But I guess change is the new way of life nowadays. And we’re heading for some big ones. I’m sure the new place will grow on us as well and soon this laid back life of a small town will be a distant fond memory. Till then wish us luck as we transition to a new chapter!!
Laying wide eyed in my bed I think of the first night we slept in this house. It was a Friday night and the hubby and I were super tired after a day full of shifting and running around. The Daughter was as usual chatting nineteen to a dozen sandwiched in between us. The guest bedroom bed was the only one we were able to assemble that day and we slept in that room the first night. The windows didn’t have any blinds and it was pure bliss to look out and see the clear blue sky dotted with innumerable twinkling stars. It was definitely one of the most magical nights of our lives. Sleeping in our own home that first night was a beautiful feeling. So many emotions mixed with the feeling of happiness made a magical concoction.
That was almost 3.5 years ago. Ever since we’ve made so many memories here. We’ve celebrated birthdays, hosted parties, had friends and family over, fought, cried, yelled and loved. If the walls could talk I’m sure they would tell you so many stories of our lives. We were blessed to call this Home our own.
So today as I was cleaning the house, scrubbing the floor, dusting every nook and cranny I felt so sad. This time cleaning was not being done for visiting guests neither was it a regular day of cleaning. This was different!! This time I’m cleaning for the real estate agents to come and look at our house. As I vigorously tidy up and try to brush off the feeling of sadness that’s creeping in me, I look at the wall where there are small pencil marks marking Daughter’s height at various points. I know those marks needs to go. I look at her purple room, a room that’s her sanctuary. The walls that she helped paint. While helping us paint her own room is one of Daughter’s most proud accomplishments, I’m sure the real estate agent will have a lot to say about our painting job.
It’s so strange that every spot, every mark every stain that others might see as imperfections I call them a memory.
It was a random Monday at the MTW home. Pretty typical and nothing blog worthy. But then again Monday are generally a typical drag kind of a day. I think most would agree to that. But these days sometimes I like the calm of a normal day, the drag of a work/school day. To me that means everything is good in our little world. And that’s a happy thought even for a random Monday.
So today was no different. Hubby woke up with fever and decided to take a medicine and sleep a couple of hours before starting his work. That proved to be a good decision. I checked on him a couple of times while going around with my work.
I got a lot of my work done and also managed a power nap in the afternoon. Evening I cooked a simple dal with loads of spinach and a eggplant subzi with roti. Felt good with the wholesome healthy meal. Now off to snooze land.Our dinner
Today the hubby and I had a lot of running around to do. So we started our day with dropping the Daughter to school and going out for coffee. It’s a newly opened cafe. We shared a blueberry muffin and a cinnamon scone between both of us. Then we ran our errands and took care of all the stuff that needed attention. We had originally planned to have lunch out but then decided against it. So came back and ate some leftover.
Afternoon hubby and I spent some quality time together without Daughter. It felt good to have him all to myself after a long time. Even though we spent the day taking care of some work, but it felt good to do it together. I always feel a sense of security and comfort when I hold his hand. It’s going to be 17 years of marital bliss in a couple of months but he still gives me the butterflies.
We went to the mall for a little bit once Daughter came home from school. Now we’ve ordered some Chinese and are planning to do what we do most weekends. If you guys have been reading me for a while, you’ll know what it is !! Cmon guess….. scroll down for the answer!!
You give up…. its family board game/card game/uno time …. so if you have any of those answers you are right 🍫🎁🏆
Daughter has to finish and submit a project tomorrow. I needed to do laundry and was cooped up in our bedroom. So Daughter and the hubby who was helping her finish, came and spread their work on the floor. Now that I’m done with my work, I’ll go and help them wrap up.
Tired to my last bone. Have been cooking and doing everything that goes along with having a puja at home. Most of the work at my end is done. Waiting for the hubby and Daughter to return back from her piano class. Daughter loves decorating our little puja room with flowers and candles. After she gets back and takes a shower, she’ll decorate with hubby’s help while I finish making the prasad. Then we’ll do our little puja followed by eating the prasad.
As with most festivals, I cooked a lot since yesterday. All the typical must haves of Saraswati puja. Of course there are certain things that aren’t available here but other than that I think I did pretty good. So the good part is once I clean my kitchen tonight, I don’t think I’ll need to cook till Thursday. Yay !! After today I think I’ll need that :).
As for today, even though I’m exhausted, but there’s a feel good that’s there too. I’m so glad I’m able to give Daughter these little glimpses of our culture and making our own family traditions. And doing any kind of puja at home brings a feeling of positivity and peace in me. Yeah, getting old I guess !!
Made these coconut filled sweet crepes (patishapta in Bengali) for the hubby today. He loves these and I’ve been wanting to make them for quite a while. Ultimately I managed it today. Needless to say my man was happy and I was especially thrilled since the picky eater Daughter gave me her nod of approval too.
Tomorrow is a big day at our home. We’ll be having Saraswati puja. So I plan to do an early dinner tonight after which the kitchen needs to be cleaned really good. Tomorrow will be a busy day for me as I will be making the bhog.
I feel like I’m coming down with something as I’m feeling extremely tired. Hopefully whatever it is can wait till Tuesday. I can’t afford to be sick tomorrow.
Will sign off now and catch you guys tomorrow!!
- Woke up to a beautiful day promising sunshine.
- Went out to the city and took advantage of the good weather.
- Walked the street and did a lot of window shopping.
- Ate lunch at our favorite Thai place.
- Brought home some delicious desserts from a local bakery.
- Spent the day carefree and happy.
- Now sitting with my favorite drink and chatting with my two favorite people.
Will come back and chat more tomorrow!!
Greetings for which ever festival you’re celebrating today. May you all be blessed with good health, happiness, peace and prosperity !!
We Bengali’s celebrate Makar Sankranti by making loads of sweet delicacies. But the last few years I haven’t made all the festive goodies since it’s another sugar indulgence. So I just made our regular Sunday lunch. As for the dessert, we just drooled over the Facebook and WhatsApp pics. So unfair, I tell you. If those images were not enough then came a memory wave when the hubby and I were telling our childhood stories to Daughter. I could almost smell my dida’s(maternal grandmother) kitchen. Simple sweets that she made for all of us. How she would fry the hot malpuas and we would finish them in no time. How the dining table would have so many different varieties of sweets. Friends and family would visit just to taste the heavenly sweets. Precious memories, sweeter than those sugar laden sweets.
After the torture of memories and pictures, I gave up on the sugar resistance. Made some kheer to save my soul. I’ve decided from next year I’ll make some of our traditional sweets. Not so much for tradition but looking at pics and not having any to treat yourself is pure torture.
Tomorrow Daughter has a holiday but not so much luck for the hubby. But that means I can sleep an extra hour 💃🏻💃🏻. Now off I go to join the clan in a game of our favorite Ludo. Will talk to you all tomorrow.
Today was a perfect family day. It started with Daughter getting in our bed early in the morning and ever since we’ve been having some unadulterated family time. Lately the hubby and I’ve been stressed a lot. Today we decided to keep all our worries at bay and just relax.
After a long time we cooked together, listened to music and played uno. We laughed loud and hard. The worries are still there. But for today we decided to rest our minds from those endless thoughts. Tomorrow too we’ll let ourselves relax. Enjoy these precious moments. Make some memories.
I’m sure life will throw us another curve ball once we get over this one but if we let them consume us then we’ll miss out these precious moments. So on that note, we’ve decided to hold off our worries for another great day tomorrow!!