Does anyone else find that feeling domestic comes in waves? Sometimes I love being at home, and want to make it all clean and lovely and even do things like open a cook book and imagine what I might cook (then go on Deliveroo, but the thought is there). I am always house proud and keep it looking nice, but sometimes a really domestic moment kicks in and I feel like giving things a proper clean and really being a homebody. But those moments come less and less recently. I think it's because my flat can sometimes feel like an office, with a poorly stocked fridge and a floor that really does need a decent clean. Honestly, my fridge consists of breakfast foods, some veg and a lot of mixer drinks. I do miss cooking, and having lots of wholesome food in, but whenever I go out and spend money on that I tend to just watch it all rot because I run out of time to make the most of it. A combination of being in the habit of working late and eating out too often means eating at home is often a slap dash even pulled together from whatever is in the fridge that is still in date.
Same goes for cleaning. Obviously I keep things clean, but there is no routine with it. In Manchester I had such a routine of cleaning on a Sunday before sitting down in front of the TV for the evening. My life has no routine whatsoever now, so that is out of the window, and whenever I clean it's more like a whirlwind around the flat while cursing myself for not having done it sooner. I think I have mentioned before how living alone really makes me focus on my social life so I don't go insane - so if the decision comes between staying in, feeling homely and on top of my home stuff, or heading out with a friend for a drink, the latter always wins. Which brings me back to how my flat can feel mostly like an office sometimes, because nearly all the time I spend here is at my desk (I am writing this on 10pm on a Thursday evening, perfect example of how much time I loose to this desk, although I do love it). When I have friends round I really make the most of it, feel the most house proud, and wish I had in better nibbles and had cleaned the coffee table too. But for the most part when it's just me, all of that falls to the wayside and the housework can feel like a to-do list I never really come close to getting in top of.
I can't say this is bothering me too much at the moment, it's just something I have noticed recently and thought I would share because maybe it is something that will chop and change throughout my life. And what could be better than starting the week with some incoherent rambling?
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