She is back in the nest 🐣 🍂🧡

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧡

Some weeks ago, or it’s probably a month ago, I did write a post I called “I will probably do it again and again “. It was about my kids moving in and out from my home. At that time it was my oldest son and a friend of him that moved in and out for some weeks. And I need to admit I’m a bit tired of it. This moving- in and out 😅.

It feels like I put my things, my life, my plans a bit “on hold” for a while under this “moving process”- and I also in a way does that. And of course,- when I got people in my home, and not just people, but my children, I feel on responsibility 🏡.

Because that’s actually what’s happen when you live together with someone, it doesn’t matter who, you still have a kind of responsibility to makes things “work” in a comment home,- even if it’s together with the children, a friend or a boyfriend/ girlfriend and so one.

It’s probably “easier” to live together with my children, because we have lived together for many years, but at the same time not. When I live together with my children I’m “the mammi”. You maybe understand what I mean?

Both of my sons are organized, but my daughter not so much for some strange reason. And I like to have it organized around me. But all my three children help out in the home as best as they can when they live together with me,- so I have not to much to complain about when it comes to that- but it’s still this “responsibility”- thing that you have in different kinds of relationships, special a living together situation.

But still when it comes to my children, no matter how tired I’m of this moving in and out from my home,- I will always and over and over and over again let them move in, let them rest, take care of them, be their mammi, be there for them- mo matter what❤. It’s a part of this unconditional love I feel and have for all three of them ❤.

And now my daughter is back in the nest again. I did see this was coming a while ago, so I was a bit mentally prepared this time for a new moving in- process. Why she move back to the nest again is her story, and not for me to tell this time. My story is that I’m a mammi, her mammi, and I care so much for her and love her so unconditional that it’s not a question what I want or not. Not a question how tired I’m.

My child needs me- it’s so easy as that. And then Im here for her, and my sons too ❤. I will always be there for my children no matter how tired I’m. And I’m a bit tired now, to organize my home and then re- organize it a bit too so it’s a bit more practical to live here for my kids too. And I’m a bit tired of live together with someone, even my children.

I have dreams on my own, for my self, and also I really like to live on my own, to just have the responsibility for just myself and no one else for a while. Do my things in my way. Be just me 😊.

This is not a secret for my children,- they know I’m very ready to just continue live alone, they know I’m a bit tired, but at the same time as they also know they will always come first, they will always be welcome and stay as long as they need 🧡.

An other thing, this time I have been a bit better to continue doing and working with my own plans and dreams, and not put to much ” on hold”, except from a couple of days when I needed to re- organize the home a bit. That’s a positive change for me- that I have manage that 😊. Maybe I’m starting to get use to this moving- in and out so it’s easier for my to continue doing “my things”?

And I have decided that when there hasn’t been any kind of any moving process, not in and out, not for my children, not for myself for at least 6 months- maybe then I can “brag” about my new “alone era” in my life? Maybe then I can “brag” about a new period and epoch in my life? Because obviously I’m still not there- that’s for sure 😅.

At the moment it seems that I’m in a kind of middle way process- finish with raising up my kids, finish with the mammi responsibility, finish with living together with them- but in a way still not finish …..but for how long? I don’t know.

Obviously my children really like my nest too- that’s for sure 🐣🥰. And that’s actually a good thing 🧡. Because if not, they probably haven’t come back home again and again and again 😊.

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡 Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧡

See soon, I hope 😊.

My daughter and me- she is back in the nest again 🐣 ( I know I’m tired- I know I look tired too- but that’s the way it is 😴)

She is back in the nest again 🐣. Why she is back in the nest is her story- my “story” is that I’m a bit tired now😴 – but still I’m going to do it over and over and over again for my children ❤. And obviously my kids like my nest too, because they continue coming back to it 🥰🐣.

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I will probably do it again and again… 😊

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧡

My three baby ducks are young adults children now and in general also live on their own,- but now and then they still need to live in my home for a period and more. And I’m starting to wonder if that’s a part of my new “era” and epoch in my life? To not live totally “on my own” for to long …. at least not yet 😊.

“My three baby” ducks on their way out in the world,- but now and then they turn back home to their mammi 🥰

I’m on my own again now, my home is “empty” and it’s just me in the house, and I need to admit it’s nice and quiet, just the way I like to have it now at days in my home, in my life. But this time I think I’m not going to “brag” to much over my new epoch and era in my life,- this “part” where I think I’m going to live alone in my home because my children has moved out …. again 😅. I have already done that one a couple of times,- and it wasn’t quite “correct”.

I also need to admit that I’m going to do this over and over and over again,- let my kids live in my home for a while, for a period when ever they need this kind of help from me. No matter how tired I’m or how “needy” I’m with this focus on my self, my life and my time. And my children know that- I’m here and I will be here as long as they need me – no matter how, why, when and what 🧡.

And I know I’m incredibly lucky that have this possibility to help my children in this way,- let them have a bed to sleep in, food on the table now and then when they need it, and need this kind of help from me 🧡.

And I know I’m incredibly lucky that have this three children that obviously feel in their own a kind of safty and comfort with coming back and back and back again to their mammi’s home when they need this kind of help ❤. And I’m incredibly grateful for exactly this,- that my children actually feel in a way safe and comfortable around me, and loved by me- if not I don’t think they have come back home again as they do now and then ❤.

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡. Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧡

My three “baby ducks” needs now and then to be back in the home with their mammi- and even I’m finish with all “this” my children will always be welcome to stay in my home whenever they need it ❤.

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I’m not ready for this …. again 😳😅

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧡

During the two last years I have had some kind of “moving in and moving out” process mostly every second or third month in my home. Then it has been to reorganize the home as best as possible to get room and space for both the people and their things and stuffs, as well as my own.

This last moving situation was my own, and that’s around 3 months ago.

My plans changes every time in a situation like this, this “moving out and moving in”- situation, and its delays my plans too….. and unfortunately, I use time to “get back in business” again as well, to “find” my routines again. Or even find a new routine. I don’t know if this is “normal” for “all and everyone”,- but for me it takes a bit time to get back in my “normal” routines after a “moving in and moving out” situation.

In general it’s my children that’s move in and out, and now and then some friends of them too. So “here we go again” 😅.

I manage to live “on my own” for around 10 weeks this time before I got a “child” dropping by with bags and boxes, and a dog and a friend too.

And I got 2 weeks “notice” before they just come “rumbling” into my home with all their stuffs.

Some of ny oldest son’s bags stable in the livingroom at the moment

I need to admit a couple of things when it comes to this last “moving in” – situation,- I did actually cry a bit, for myself, alone in my bed, because I wasn’t and I’m not ready for this again- reorganize my home, live inbetween boxes and bags, “put my life” as well as plans “on hold” for a tiny while….again, and Im not ready to live together with anyone at the moment, to be honest, closely not even my children at the moment.

I know it sounds awful, and I feel awful too, because I feel it like this. But unfortunately it’s still the truth.

And I didn’t see it’s coming either, this “moving in”. I actually thought I was more and less finish with this “moving in and out” situation for a very long time. But obviously not.

It’s my oldest son, his dog and a friend of him that “moved” into my home for around 2 weeks ago.

I know that wasn’t their plan either, and it was really not my plan,- that’s for sure. But of course I’m helping my child, my children as best as I can with the possibility I can and have. But I told them they could just stay a couple of weeks this time, and use this weeks to find another “living” solutions.

And my oldest son knows I’m not to happy with this “solution” and situation, at the same time he knows I really, really love him, unconditional ❤. I just don’t want to live together with him any more 😅. And my son knows about this text, it’s not a secret for him that I actually wasn’t overwhelmed  by happiness for living  together with him again 😅- and he is also looking forward to not live together with me,- but it was and is necessary at the moment for him to do this 🧡.

My oldest son and his friend had actually a house they should move into, but suddenly the owner changed his mind. Not to let them rent, he chose to but put up the deposit from 2 months to 3 months 😳. And of course that’s not okay. And expensive too,- and the changes and possibilities for getting the 3 months deposit back when you are moving out is more and less, and unfortunately, a “lost case” here in Spain. And maybe even more now at days in this corona- situation and the economic situation the pandemi has “created”, then it was before.

The house or apartment you are moving out from can be in perfect order, but still the owner will find “something”, some kind if reason to not pay back the deposit. Of course there are rules and rights for this, to get back the deposit,- but it can be a long and struggling way to go.

I don’t say this is the way for all and everyone, but yes, in general when you are renting a place to live here in Spain you can just say “Goodbye” to the deposit you did pay. Like I mention,- there are rules and rights also for the one who is renting,- but the process can be long and difficult,- and yes,- we live in Spain 😉. To have rules and rights and to practice the rules and rights can be two very different things.

Anyway,- my oldest son, his lovely dog, Zorro and his friend are “camping” over in my home now at days, and I’m not to happy with the situation at all. At the same time as I struggling with feelings like being a bad and selfish mammi who want to live her own life now. I feel on guilt because I’m not very happy over this “moving in”, and it’s my child too. But for my children I try to do as best as I can to help them out, even when I’m not to happy for the situation.

I think the “worst” thing this time is that I live together with someone I don’t want to live together with anymore,- my son’s friend. I have lived together with him before, twice…..and it went okay,- and he is an okay guy,- but not “my kind of guy” or my kind of friend or my kind of living together partner.

Short summary,- he doesn’t do very much, but still except to be “served”. And have even a tiny challenge to say “Thank you” when he gets served.

Some people it’s just like they have a straw into your soul and just “drinking” out the energy. I don’t know if you have any experience with that kind of people?

I understand my oldest son and his friend’s friendship, and why they are friends, but still it’s not my kind of friend or friendship. And I actually think this is more “hard and heavy” for me to live together with this friend then to live just with my son and his dog. Maybe things has felt a bit more easier if it was just thise two that moved in? I think so.

Zorro,- my son’s dog is a very happy and easy dog- so he is actually not the biggest “challenge” now at days 😊. Probably I’m the biggest challenge to be honest 😅. A grumpy mammi 😅

They are all three moving out next week . I feel and felt bad for giving them a “time limit” to find another living solution then to stay in my home “forever”. But I have also plans and things I want to do,- kind of life where I m not just a mammi anymore……a life on my own, without any responsibility for someone else.

I need to admit I don’t have the energy for this at the moment, this living together with my children, and even more together with someone I really don’t want to live together with, and I don’t want it like this either. I need a bit of time on my own now, do my things, live my life, be just me, not the mammi- me. “Fille up” with some other kind of energies for awhile so I probably can “handle” a situation like this a bit better next time then I did and do this time.

A colleague of my told me that my children obviously and probably likes to live with me, and enjoys being around me a bit.  And that I am lucky to have children who come home, and home and home again. It’s not for all parents to actually have this kind of “opportunity” to spend this kind of time together with their children, or even be liked so much by their children. And I see and understand what she mean, and of course feel even more bad then, and a bit shameful too,- just because I actually it’s and wasn’t to happy with this “moving in” situation this time.

I’m actually incredibly lucky, I know that ❤. So there has been a lots of mixed feelings around my “living together situation” this time. Guilt, shame, feeling as a bad mammi, feeling selfish at the same time as I also want to help my child and my children ❤.

And this menopause doesn’t make the situation better or easier either to be honest. I really like and want to be alone when that one is “fucking up” with my brain. And I told my son that too. I know he doesn’t understand, but okay,- it is what it is.

I think maybe if you are a parent with grown up children, or young adults children, you know and understand why I feel the way I feel when it comes to this “moving in” again situation? Or is it just me?

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡 Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧡.

See you soon 😊

A bit stuffs and things here and there,- and the friend need to camp on the sofa. I didn’t had or have any other solutions at the moment. I can’t reorganize “all an everything” either.

I need to admit that I wasn’t ready or to happy for this “moving in” situation a couple of weeks ago, and unfortunately I’m still not. At the same time I feel on guilt and shame and being a bad mammi. At the same time as I of course want to help my child, and i do feel grateful too. So you can say,- it is a bit of mixed feelings at the moment 😳😅.

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Just enjoying my first holiday in my holiday week 🏖🌞

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧡

Today is my first holiday in this holiday week and … yes, in this holiday home too 😅. I’m living in a holiday home and I actually have holiday too at the moment 😍. Perfect 😁.

I’m going to start in a new job in the beginning of August, and in that case I needed to “take out” one holiday week before I’m starting in the new job,- and then it became this upcoming week 🌞.

Enjoying my first holiday in my holiday week and my holiday home as well 🌞

And my first holiday I have just enjoyed. First no wake- up call, just slept to my body obviously was finish sleeping. A lovely feeling to wake up when I was ready to wake up 😊. And then a nice breakfast outside in the sun on my roof terrace, and then actually some freelance work when there was a bit “speed” in my internet (yes, I know- dont work when it’s holiday… 😅but this is some work I need to do and don’t mind to do if I should manage to reach some of my goals 😊 …. so it doesn’t quite feels like work 😊).

I have prepared a nice meal/ meat for some barbecue too, and I have spent some hours on the beach as well 😊.

The meat getting ready for some barbecue later today, with some fresh herbs from my “garden” 🌞.
It takes me just some very few minutes to go to this lovely beach 🏖.

Reading, relaxing and listen to music. I can’t read with sunglasses anymore, I actually need to use glasses 🤓. But with my eyes and nose in the book and the sun on my back it’s “in function”. That’s the way it is when I’m getting older 😅. I know I can get glasses with sunglass- function, but at the moment it’s not necessary. That day will probably come soon enough 😊🤓.

My book, my glasses and some music on the ear too 🎶🎵
The meat getting ready on the barbecue 🍗

It’s a first time for everything,- and this weekend was actually the first time I have barbecue on my own, just for me and myself. I have barbecue a lot, but never to just myself. It was not to bad to just be me, but of course it’s a bit nicer with good company 😊.

But this “just me”, or actually do different kinds of things on my own, alone without my children, is something I’m going to “learn” now. It’s a bit scary, but I have already manage a couple of things, so I will probably manage a bit more too. I don’t know what “all and everything” I need to learn to do on my own are yet, but I will probably soon enough find out 😊.

I have learn to shop food without my “babyducks” following me in the food store. I have been at the beach several times on my own, and I have moved to a new place,- just me 😊. I have even travel to Madrid, without any kind of “company”.

I know for some people this things I have “learned” to do without my children around me sounds very strange, but I have actually had from one to three of my children around me more and less “all the time” for 27 years. So for me it’s actually a bit strange to not “share” or “do” normal things without one or two or three of my kids around me 😊.

I remember I told my son in the middle that there was days I really was looking forward to live alone and didn’t need to pick up socks or towels in the sofa, or go on glasses and plates “hunting” in my children’s rooms, but I forgot that when the socks, towels, glasses, plates and so one was “gone”, my children was gone too 😅.

This is a so normal situation for mostly every parents when their children are moving out. It’s a situation we are sometimes really looking forward to, but we aren’t always “prepared” on how it will be after the children are “out of the nest” 😊.

Anyway,- I’m going to do the best of this holiday week I have in front of me 😊. The first day was not to bad at all 😊🌞🏖.

I’m going to use some days on “just me” now because I actually need it, and there’s not to many plans for this week either. And that feels great 😊. I have a couple of things I need to do, but I can choose when I want to do them, and I’m going to invite some friends over too, for maybe some barbecue or maybe just some snacks, but great conversations will it be anyway 😊.

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡 Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧡

See you soon 😊

A tasty homemade barbecue meal together with a cold glass of Tinto de Verano 🍷

I’m have enjoyed my first holiday in my holiday home in my holiday week 😊🏖. Breakfast outside under the sun, some hours at the beach, even some barbecue in the evening too 🍗🍷. And of course some thoughts about “living on my own”, having young adults children that’s living their own lifes now, and I need to learn to live just my life now 😊.

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It felt like a bad and silly comedy 🙄😅

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧡

Like I mention in my post “Goodbye June/Welcome July” there was a couple of men “dropping by” into my life under my moving process, except from that I actually didn’t let anyone “drop by” or “into” my life….or body, what’s that’s matter 🙄.

I should probably felt a bit flattered, instead I was a little stressed and actually a little petty 🙄. Why should “all and everyone” show me some kind of interest and some kind of attention the week I was moving? When I was a bit stressed, tired and also felt like a tiny “plane- crash” and not very comfortable with myself? Why now? Wasn’t that a bit to late?

I probably sound a little conceited now, that’s not the point, nor was I “surrounded” by men ….. even though it felt a bit like that then and there.  It all felt more like a silly comedy, to be honest.

As some of you know my neighbour in the house I lived in before really started to flirt with me when he got the information about me moving from the area. He started a bit before, but okay. He invited me for some wine, but I didn’t felt for “jumping” into any wine glass or bottle together with him then. I was actually to tired, a bit stressed and I needed to use my time to a couple of other things. But yes,- I did flirt back, and maybe I take the flirting to an other “level” now when I have moved? Maybe I “jump” into the wine glass or bottle together with him one hot summer evening? 😉

Thursday 10. June, Irene, my oldest son’s girlfriend, borrowed me her car so I could use the weekend inbetween work to move some boxes and bags, before the moving car took the big things. But I needed to move those things ( boxes and bags) early in the morning or late in the evening because it’s a bit of a challenge to get an parking place close to my new home during the daytime.

I manage to move “one driver” Friday evening, two early Saturday morning, one late Saturday evening, and my plan was to manage the same on the Sunday. The first drive I did manage at 07.00 in the morning and I knew I needed to be at my new home latest 09.30 with the next “round” with boxes and bags if I should manage to get an okay parking place as close as possible to my new home. And that was my only focus too. Reach an parking place.

But….suddenly around 08.30 this Sunday morning (13. June) when I was filling up the car with more bags and boxes this man I was flirting and spending some time with last summer stood in front of me….outside my home 😳. I was a bit supriced and to be honest I’m actually still not sure why he was there, why he came to my home. I can have a kind of image, but I actually just heard a lots of ” bla, bla, bla”. And I was thinking two thoughts, – “I need to manage reach the parking place before 09.30” and “isn’t that a bit rude to stand outside my door 08.30 a Sunday morning when it was him that choose to not have anymore contact with me ?” 😳 And on top of that he told me he had deleted my phone number too 😅,- obviously that’s a kind of hobby some men has when it comes to me,- to block me or delete my number.

I need to admit I’m still not quite sure why he was on my door a Sunday morning at 08.30. I think he tried to explain me, but as I told you,- I had mainly two thoughts in my mind, and actually just heard a lots of “bla, bla, bla”,- I think there came a lots of “bla, bla, bla” out of my mouth too 😅.

But it doesn’t stop there,- Tuesday 15. June, just two days after, I got a text from this American man I had a crush on a couple of years ago, he was just arrived to Spain and wanted to meet me 😳. Suprice,- I didn’t knew he was coming, haven’t heard from him for a long, long time. There has been no attention, no care. I told him I was in the middle of a moving process and didn’t have any time for any meetings. And to be honest,- I actually don’t want to meet him either anymore.

But it’s more,- the next day, Wednesday 16. June I got a new text, from a French man I was a bit together with from the summer of 2016 to the summer of 2017, suprice, – he was I Spain too 😳. I need to admit he is a good looking man, looks a bit like Bruce Willis, but just a bit. But I’m not interested to meeting him either. And that’s for the same reasons, I haven’t heard from him, no attention or any kind of care. I told him that I was in the middle of a moving process. The moving car was coming the next day, the 17. June.

He actually texted me 3 times at the same day, – and I needed to explain to him that I’m not just moving with two suitcases. Because it’s sounds like I should drop everything and just come running to him. I haven’t heard from him either for a really long time, so why should I be running?

My plan was not to go on dates either, but to move, get in order in my new home, try to settle down a bit, work and so on before I even started to think about flirting. Actually take a bit care of my self, and absolutely not take any kind of care about men, and not this men. They have actually never taken very much care about me, but I have taken care about them. Now it’s actually empty inside me “for taking care of ” closely any man. I want to be taken care of a bit now,- and obviously the one who can do that is myself 😊.

This two last men,- the one from US and the one from France,- of course I know why they wanted to meet me,- just for some weeks of summertime flirting. But I haven’t heard from no one of them for months, actually closely years. So why should I wanted to meet them now? To be honest,- the intim part was not so good either and not worth to try out again. I choose rather no intimacy then bad intimacy.

And the other ting,- no one of them asked me if I did need any kind of help, just texting me and asked “when can we meet?” “Are you finish with the moving soon?” and so on. And like I told them both, – you could and should probably have told me a bit in front that you was coming to Spain, – I have a life here in Spain, I’m not on holiday. And you should probably has given me a bit more attention during this lasts years too, just to “keep up the interest”. I didn’t told them that I wasn’t to impress over their “activities in bed”,- that’s probably not very nice to say. But I wasn’t very impressed over their ability to care either, not then then and not now. I have texted them, asked them “how they are”, “thinking of you” and so on, without to much response back. So nope,- there’s not very much attention from me left anymore.

I’m a very patient person ( or maybe it’s more like I was- you know I’m getting older, wiser and learning 😅), also in this “area” when it comes to men and this “attention and caring part”, as well as give a man I like my attention,- but after a while,- when there’s no “given back” of any kind of attention or care, I’m losing my interest, and not just a little, but totally. The only way the get my interest and attention back is actually to “work for it”, to give back some attention of different kinds. And maybe, but just maybe, he will “be lucky”.

Anyway,- my moving week was “touched” by this,- and now when I think about it,- I feel I was a part of a bad and silly comedy 😅. And I got this song “Get lucky” by Daft Punk on my mind too. I like this song, but …. it’s not easy to “get lucky” with me anymore, that’s for sure. And I don’t understand this men’s “attention” now. Why now? It felt a bit to late for that now.

So fare no one of this men has been “lucky” with me either,- and those two who are or was on holiday in Spain will not be very “lucky” with me either. I’m not sure with this summerflirt from last summer will be “lucky” with me either,- then he need to change his “strategy” a bit, and it’s not even sure he wanted to be “lucky” with me either, but I still don’t understand then why you drop by someone’s door 08.30 a Sunday morning if you haven’t any kind of intention with it ? He got my attention and care during the Autumn and winter too, not just the summer, with both sweet gifts as well as dinner invitations in my home, but that was obviously not enough or good enough. But there will not be any more attention from me. I actually need “something” back, some kind of attention too. I sounds very strict now, but that’s the way it has become 😊.

And I’m not sure if my earlier Spanish neighbour, the policeman, will be “lucky” with me either. It’s 4 years since we was, let me call it neighbours with benefits, but there was so much drama now and then, and I’m not a very big fan of drama. On the other hand, he have actually given me both attention and care,- so maybe he will “get lucky” ?

Like I said,- it felt like being a part of a silly comedy 😅. But okay,- that’s the way it is sometimes, life is a comedy in one or another way now and then 😊. What I know is that I’m not going to give my attention and care “here and there and everywhere”,- it’s just one man ( hopefully someone special- worth my attention and care) that’s going to be “lucky” with me,- I just don’t know who yet 😊.

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡 Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧡

See you soon 😊

An “updated” me, photo taken 5. July 2021 , by me 😊

The week I was moving out from my old home and into my new home felt a bit like a silly comedy 😅. Not because of the moving process, but because of the suddenly, unexpected and very supriced “attention” I got. But I don’t have any wishes to give my attention and care “here and there” anymore, I wasn’t even flattered, but actually a bit more petty 😊.

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