To read about the seaside in chronological order CLICK HEREThis weekend we started going through...every.thing.we.own... to see what we can throw away, what we can sell, and what we don't really use but we're keeping so we could put those things in boxes. So, when I say we started... I mean, we packed 3 boxes lol.
It is amazing just how much clutter one collects over the years... and add two more people to that and you have basically what we have... a lot of drawers that are basically hiding the fact that we tend to never throw anything away! I posted this on facebook yesterday...
So, in our attempt to start packing, The Mr. is emptying out drawers that are really just his 'filing' system... ie, tat (junk, clutter). So, he asks me what I think we should do with some of the things. Some background btw, we have things that he doesn't want to keep that I do, things that fall into the category of furniture, NOT tat, but things he'd have put out ages ago if it weren't for my thinking they were useful. So, when I said, 'just throw them in the bin, no need to be precious about things that should have been put in the bin years ago'. He responded with 'finally (insert grin) you're coming around to MY way of thinking.' I told him... 'I've always felt that way about YOUR stuff'. Short lived victory on his part.
We did find one thing out, that honestly, if the Mr. had been on time for his appointment, we wouldn't have heard. It just confirms my theory that the times when things just keep happening out of the blue that keep you from getting out the door could very well be divinely planned! :) But we're looking into this as it would be a huge help to us!
What wasn't a help to us, last week, was what can only best be described as my greed... a friend of mine posted on facebook a HUGE parcel she received from another mutual friend from the US that was filled with sweets from America. I mean, a HUGE parcel. Filled with sweets that we don't have here in Old Blighty, so as I examined the photo (yes, I sat here staring at the enlarged image trying to make out what everything was) I started thinking... I want that... and that... hmmm that looks interesting too...
Undeterred, I kept telling the Mr. how I'd found different items for different prices until finally, in a momentary lapse in judgement, he told me I could use the £7 he had in paypal from some bike things he'd sold to purchase the candy corn and by this time I'd also been told about circus peanuts so I'd found these too.
I looked on ebay for candy corn and circus peanuts and soon found a shop that sells a LOT of US products. So, I bought a box of Kraft macaroni and cheese, Lucky Charms breakfast cereal, 15 individually wrapped circus peanuts (these are like our shrimp or banana foam sweets, though ours are not individually wrapped... ), and a bag of candy corn.
I had such hope they'd all arrive the same day, but they didn't... they came over the course of 3 days. Which I initially thought was inconvenient but it turned out to not be quite so much...
Later in the day, I was so looking forward to the macaroni and cheese. We read the instructions on the box and I decided it sounded like a LOT of milk so I opted for mine to be made with water and butter... and the space shuttle orange dust that came in the box with the mini macaroni pasta. The Mr. made it with milk for his portion.
|yes, I photoshopped the photo...|
Fifteen minutes later we were both taking ibuprofen to hopefully help our increasing migraines. But... we also ate another bowl of it each lol... the Mr. finished it off. Strange flavour but not necessarily bad tasting... but US sugar must be like crack, you are instantly addicted. That's all I can guess as to why we kept on eating it even though we were nearly crying in pain.
The funny thing is, I had no less than 5 people offer to send me parcels with macaroni and cheese and candy corn and circus peanuts. I would have felt guilty having someone go out of their way like that for me so I didn't take anyone up on it. That may have saved our lives. We've decided that Americans are tougher than we thought. Certainly your stomachs are! LOL...
Of course, as I'm writing this, I'm thinking what the Mr. can sell so I can buy some sugar free very cherry jelly belly beans.