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No More TV Dinners

When I was pregnant with Missy 5, our last child, there came a point where I panicked. We were at the time, a family of four, with a beautiful, round, solid Jarrah dining table that my father had made for me, with gorgeous matching chairs. We were living in Oatley, with our pokey little dining room at the time, and our dining set crammed into one corner. My dad had made this table for me when I was a single girl renting alone in Kogarah.

I didn’t know quite how to point out to my dad at the time that our beloved little table wasn’t going to fit us anymore! I asked him what the etiquette was; do I buy a bigger dining table and break his heart, give him back the Jarrah table (no space for two dining sets!) or what? In the end, Dad and I agreed to do nothing, as a larger dining table wouldn’t fit anyway.

So, we ended up moving to Stockinbingal. My dad had some health issues which prevented him from making extremely heavy furniture as he was used to. I kept looking at dining settings in shops and online, and was prepared to buy something when we got the money and actually found something I loved enough. I never found the right dining setting. I did pick up a very old, cheap dining set to fit us all for $20 in the meantime. It was horrible, but practical.

When we sold that house to our neighbour, Dad and I agreed to gift him with the Jarrah setting. I do miss it, as it was beautiful, but sometimes the things we love just take too much space! I didn’t want to bring the twenty buck table either.

So, as we tried to work out the right table for us, we’d been eating dinners in front of the telly. Hey, at least we were all together, and had food in our bellies, right? But, it was bugging my dad that we hadn’t sorted this out yet. He came up with a plan: a flat-pack dining table that was made of lighter wood than his pre-illness creations (think Jarrah table, rosewood bed..), that he would send to us and we would put together, sand and stain ourselves.

He sent one part by courier, and delivered what he could fit into his sedan to us on our meet-up at Yass. We’ve been putting together, sanding, staining, and now we’re done! No more TV dinners.

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I didn’t give any input into the design with this table, except to give a colour preference for the stain. But how did he pick the exact table design I couldn’t find in any shop? Well done, Dad! I call this my ‘farmhouse table’, despite us not living on a farm. Because our kitchen is tiny, this 8-seater will not only fit us all, but give us more food prep space. For anyone wondering why there is a washing machine in the background, yes! Our dining room has its laundry on the end. It’s a long, thin room.

Now, Dad is in the process of making some beautiful Welsh flat-pack chairs to match. We’re lucky buggers here. Long live handmade!

Bokashi

Finally, our bokashi bin arrived! I found the perfect spot for it under the kitchen sink. This compost bin will take  our citrus, onion, actual egg (shells go in my other compost bin), meat, fish, bones and dairy. There’s so many things that a bokashi bin can take (that other compost systems can’t), but these are the main things we’ll need to put in there.

 

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I’m completely new to bokashi-ing, but how can I resist the idea of composting high protein foods? From what I can gather, for those who don’t know about bokashi, is that you put your scraps in, then add the microbes to it each time. My kit came with a microbe spray, but usually the microbes are in the form of a grain. I’ll be buying grains in future, because I get the feeling they’ll last longer and be easier to get.

These microbes basically ‘pickle’ the waste. Nothing breaks down until it’s buried. Every couple of  days, I’ll have to strain the juices off with the little tap at the bottom. You can tip it down your drains, to help eliminate odours and prevent the build up of algae. Its also helps with cleaning our waterways.

The other thing you can do with the juices, which I really love, is you can dilute it for use as a liquid fertiliser. I think this’ll save us a ton of money on liquid  fertilisers! The juice does have to be used in the first 24 hours, though.

Once the bokashi bucket is full, it needs to be left to sit for 2 weeks to ferment. Then, it’s buried, and in time, the whole thing will break down. I’ve read different reports on how long this takes. Some say 2-4 weeks, others say two months. I imagine we’ll have to wait and see. At the end of the process, your buried bokashi turns into a rich, nutrient dense soil. As I mentioned yesterday, I’ll be burying our bokashi in the big dirt tank. I think that’ll be easier than having holes dug all over the backyard.

I think we’ll need to buy a second bokashi bin to use while the first one is fermenting.

When I ordered this kit, I also treated us to a mushroom kit, as I haven’t grown mushies since we lived in Stockinbingal.

Mushroom kit

This kit has a combo of mushrooms, both white and portobello. I’ve popped it on another shelf under the kitchen sink. I’m a little nervous about this, as our neighbours let us know that sometimes this cupboard has gotten mice in the past. I’m not thrilled at the idea of mice snacking on this, but if it looks like it’s going to be a problem, we’ll put some mouse traps up the back of the cupboard.

We haven’t had mice since we got here, possibly thanks to Sookie:

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Mind you, it’s Sookie’s fault that I’m feeling a need to hide the mushies in the first place. At Stockinbingal, we used to keep our mushrooms in a dark cellar-type room. Once the mushrooms had finished growing and were all gone, Sookie decided the mushie farm made a great litter box for him. So I’m hesitant to have this anywhere he can access it. Cats have this annoying way of complicating things, don’t they? He’s just lucky we love him and he’s a brilliant mouser!

So, our compost system is past the half-way mark now. It’s already making life so much better. The things I want to finish off the system with are:

- another bokashi bin

- worm farm

- rotary compost tumbler, just to hurry the process along.

Then, maybe, just maybe, we can start to focus on growing food. Can’t wait.

Tankgasm

It’s been well established that I’m going back to my roots as a bit of a compost nerd. Last time I was composting, I was also renting, and our yard was a whole lot smaller. I have been champing at the bit to get a dirty big dirt collector, and recently I’ve done just that. I ordered this huge vege tank bed, for the sole purpose of storing finished compost. I also badly wanted one place to bury my bokashi (if the bloody thing ever gets here! Somewhat unhappy customer writing this today). Lastly, this will be the place for any bulk amounts of horse poop (still putting my feelers out for that one) or other large amounts of mulch.

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It was a fabulous stroke of luck that the day my tank arrived and we got it assembled, we were given a gigantic pile of eucalyptus leaf mulch. Some has gone into my little compost bin, but most of it will go into the compost receptacle tank. If only you could smell the sweetness of this stuff. Delicious. A friend of ours makes his own eucalyptus oil, and these are the boiled remnants. I’ve put in an order for a litre bottle, cannot wait!

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There’s one thing about having a vege tank when your yard is on a mountain, though…

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…you’ve gotta make it level. I’ve broken out the spade, tried to dig a ditch to dig maybe half the tank in. The ground was very hard, so I wet it a lot. This is what I’ve embarassingly managed to acheive thus far:

ditch

Time to buy a mattock, yeah? I can’t wait to get more tanks to actually grow food in. I’m nervous about that, given that the dogs will need to be fenced away from it, then I remember we need to put a fence around the place to keep them in the yard as well. Oh well, I guess I get the tank in first, then one step at a time. I love being able to make choices about the home we live in, but it can become overwhelming when I want to do it all NOW. I just keep telling myself that by the time I can start growing veges, I’m gonna have me some kick-arse compost to start with.

Making it More Simple

Remember when we first moved into this house, and all I showed you of the kitchen was the window? There was a very good reason for that. You see, we moved from a house with a much larger kitchen, to this tiny little postage stamp-sized one:
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When we arrived here, you could barely see the kitchen for all the boxes of stuff everywhere. This kitchen is old, small, with little cupboard or bench space. I’ve worked out, from sheer stubborness, that you have to do things a lot differently in a kitchen like this with a family of five.

Until I made some big changes, I wasn’t able to keep this kitchen clean or cook easily.

I started by getting rid of a lot of our plates.

 

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These aren’t all our plates. But I had to get our plate storage and usage down to the barest minimum. That means five of each plate type and no more: dinner plates, bread and butter plates and bowls. This lets us actually fit our plates into the cupboard and doesn’t let them pile up when they’re dirty on the non-existent bench space. I’ve done the same with cutlery, and will be attacking my other cupboard full of cookware soon. In doing this, I’m hoping we’ll be able to store more food in the kitchen, as opposed to other parts of the house.

I also want to eventually change my plates over to vintage ones. Vintage plates are much, much smaller. If you look below, you can see that my modern dinner plate on the left is almost the same size as my vintage Corelle platter! No wonder our nation is becoming obese. Now, although I need to eat more, not less, I think this’ll give healthier portion sizes overall for the family. Not just that, but more cupboard space.

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I’ve learned  that you cannot  function in a kitchen this size without a good compost system. I’ve also learned that the less stuff I have in a tiny kitchen means I’m not cleaning for nearly as long. Dishes only take ten minutes tops to wash, and the kitchen itself, the same amount. I’ve never enjoyed cleaning, and I don’t want to look back on my life to see that I’ve spent lots of that time cleaning.  It spurs me on to simplify further.

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I know this isn’t a fancy, McMansion style kitchen. I don’t like the style of it, nor the lack of cupboard space. But, it’s a small sacrifice to make for home ownership. I would never want to buy the most expensive, fancy house when I have a young family. I don’t think it’s worth the financial and time strains on everyone. I think as a society, so many of us expect new, new, new when it comes to buying a house these days. Generations before us would buy something modest and take years, decades in some cases, to do it up to their liking.

We have all the time in the world to make home improvements, and I think a lot of people forget that. Generations before us didn’t have as many problems as this generation, just paying off their house and owning it. There are so many families buying outrageously priced houses in Australia, that they cannot afford, even if both parents are working. With loads of mod cons they just don’t need.

Of course, if that is the choice others make, then I will respect that. I’d just like to point out to anyone who believes the myth that this is the only option, you’re wrong. Clearing out our kitchen has made me realise just how little we need to be comfortable. And as ugly as our kitchen is, it’s made me happier to release the burden of the ‘stuff’. A burden has been released from me.

I look at our little country kitchen, and it drives home how old it is. It’s not 100 years old like our last place (which had a more modern kitchen). But it’s still really old. It makes me wonder why kitchens were so much smaller in those days. Was it because families grew their own veges, rather than store it all inside? Was it because families made everything from scratch? Probably.

The truly wonderful thing about this kitchen though, is that when the day comes when we can afford to modernise it, I’ll have less stuff, and be able to make more room for food storage and bench space. For such a tiny space, it won’t cost nearly as much as a McMansion kitchen. Brilliant.

On the topic of a more simple life, I’m going to give a little update on how my partner is going after his accident. Initially, we thought he only had a dislocated thumb. The x-rays came back clear for the bones in his chest. You can see the bruising that came up the next day from the seat belt:

 

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Now, at the hospital, we unfortunately got Dr Incompetant dealing with my partner. Which means, that with the bruising my partner had from his seatbelt, he should’ve been treated as though he had a clinical fracture to the ribs, which can’t be detected via x-ray. He didn’t. My man developed this lump over his ribs, and it started hurting when he breathed.

He went to our new, good doctor, and it turns out that the lump is a haematoma, which often happens with a clinical rib fracture. New doc was unimpressed that my partner had been sent home with such an inadequate amount of pain killers, and no instructions not to lift things. If he lifts anything too heavy, the fracture won’t heal well. It’s just lucky he had the dislocated thumb which prevented him from lifting much at all in the early days.

My partner’s accident is, unfortunately, known around town. Kind of like ‘the boy who lived’, he’s the guy who should be dead! The one who, if he’d hit the tree on his side with the impact that the passenger side took, he wouldn’t be here. Since then, sadly, someone else in town has died in a car accident. It makes us realise we are extremely lucky people.

Our lesson this year, I think, is to learn to live life much more simply, and to allow ourselves to enjoy it. Everyone deserves that.

We also got our car replaced very quickly, thankfully. We decided on a sedan this time, instead of another petrol-guzzling SUV, and are already loving the savings! I look back at so many of our choices over the years, and while yes, we got the house purchases right, we’ve made so many other spending choices that could’ve been better. We’re good at bargain shopping, which is great. But  we can do so much more, by downsizing our perceived needs. By not just buying something bigger at times we’ve thought, ‘well, we can’.

 

 

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I’m going to be simplifying our entire house this way, it’s going to be a big job! But how can I say no, when it frees up so much cash flow for us, and makes day to day life easier?

Emptying the Canvas

We’ve begun the process of clearing the yards, both front and back, to make our own little mark on this new place. We haven’t gotten much done yet. However, we have become friends with a guy who loves to rip trees out and sheds down. We also have nice neighbours who were very keen to take the rose bushes we didn’t want. See from the irises to the big tree? That’s where the roses and other unwanted plants were growing. I’m still working out what we’ll do with the other plants that are still in the ground. Our neighbours were going to buy some new roses soon anyway, and this way they got their hands on some that were well established, and we got our garden bed cleared a fair bit.

 

 

This is a big tree (actually, it was a weed, we later discovered) that our friend who enjoys ripping things out, took out for us a few weeks ago.

 

I put this lemon tree in the picture below in its place. It’s right outside our kitchen window. We get such bright sun in that room, that I want to renovate it into a yellow themed kitchen. The dream is that this lemon tree will fill the window with the fresh view of big yellow lemons. Wouldn’t it be brilliant if I can one day reach out the window and pick a lemon from the kitchen? I don’t know if that will happen, but it’s a sweet thought.

 

 

We also have part of the fence line placed, and a simple, painted iron fence will be going in there very soon. When we’re more settled, we’ll change it over to colourbond. There was also an ugly green mesh screen that the guys pulled down, right where those branches are on the ground. My man informed me that the screen had a big funnel-web spider in it, so that makes the yard a bit less deadly, don’t you think?

 

 

The two sheds below will be getting ripped out any day now. They don’t look so great, and we’re not using them. As I’ve said before, that clothesline will be going (soon!) and once the fence is in, I’ll work out the best spot for the new clothesline (this one doesn’t work), which might be near where these sheds were, but more over to the side than where it is now.

 

 

I’m undecided about this white bench we found in one of the sheds. I can’t make out what the condition of it is like under the foam mattress, but if it’s nice, then it might get a fresh coat of paint and live on the verandah or backyard. Our garage was full of treasures like this when we first moved in! We couldn’t keep it all, so some things were given to a friend, and some things, we haven’t managed to rehome yet.

 

 

I cannot wait until this old, cemented in water tank is reefed out then the hole filled in with dirt. We do sit on it a lot when we watch the kids play, but it looks too ugly to bother keeping. I’m told that is another ‘in a few days’ job.

 

 

 

Once things are ripped out, I can start deciding where to start planting my new seeds that came in the mail! I love the idea of heirloom fruits and veges, and knew nothing about alpine strawberries until I read this at Veronica’s blog one day. I vowed to get some, and this was long before we knew we were moving here. In fact, this new climate will probably suit these strawberries even more.

Can’t wait to show you the difference once more ripping out has been accomplished.

Bon Voyage, Thermomix

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To my darling Thermomix,

we’ve had some good times, you and I. You came in handy, stirring and cooking when I couldn’t be bothered. You served as a substitute for an oven and stove at the old place, when I didn’t want to cough up for either, on the offchance we might be moving. That gamble paid off!

I just want you to know that you’re going to be going on a trip soon, to a new home. I found someone perfect for you on Ebay.

I just want you to know this wasn’t your fault. If it were up to me, I’d keep you forever. It’s not you, it’s me. Actually, it’s our new house. The kitchen is very, very small, and you just can’t fit in there. Ok, maybe it’s you a little bit, too. But it’s mostly our kitchen.

Please, please, do not feel unfairly singled out or targetted by this decision. We have a lot of other things we will be finding good homes for as well, just to make more space for us.

I will probably give you a hug before you leave, but that will be our little secret. If anyone knew, they just wouldn’t understand.

Yours lovingly,

Sharon.

PS: you’ll always be my baby! (Chokes back sobs)

 

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