I like to move it, move it
New experiences bring new discoveries… not all necessarily good. At the beginning of last year my family relocated from one small city (East London) to another (Pietermaritzburg) and I learnt a few new things about myself.
The first thing I learnt, is that I am USELESS at directions! Because I had lived in EL for most of my life, I knew where most streets were and if I didn’t, there was someone I could ask that could direct me there simply enough. Fortunately, in our new city, I didn’t start working right away, so I could take some time to learn my way around. Each new place I needed to find, I would Google the directions, write them down in my notebook and then follow those directions to said destination. I didn’t think I would need to Google the directions back home, as I could just reverse my trip… I didn’t count on all the one-way streets in PMB, and got hopelessly lost a few times, even phoning my husband in tears on occasion (I’m not sure how I thought he would be able to help – he hadn’t learnt where anything was yet!)
It was only after a few weeks that I realised the ‘Google lady’ could talk to me and she could get me to where I needed to go (and back)… #facepalm
The second thing I learnt, is that I am a TERRIBLE housekeeper! Since I wasn’t working, we agreed that I would clean the house in the morning while the children were at school. I often used to wonder why my previous maid went through cleaning products so quickly. Well, I figured it out after I used half a bottle of tile cleaner to clean three rooms! (Granted, that was when we had just moved in, so the floors were dustier than usual) But the biggest ‘fail’ was when I tried to do some vacuum cleaning… I plugged the connector into the vacuum and merrily cleaned the carpet, wondering why the bits of fluff and dirt were not getting sucked up, but rather blowing away from me! I soon realised I had the connector plugged into the wrong hole. Then I tried to vacuum the stairs and learnt that if your vacuum cleaner’s clip is broken and the vacuum cleaner falls down the stairs, all the dirt and dust that you had vacuumed up, comes out and you have to start all over again!
Thirdly, I learnt that I am stronger than I thought I was. As tough as last year was (and it was VERY tough!) I managed to survive my first year in a new place, away from my family and friends. This year has been much better – I love my job, I’ve met wonderful people who have become friends here and I am happy!
“A house is made of walls and beams, a home is made of love and dreams”
Recipe for today
(This recipe is perfect with a cup of coffee or tea after a morning of housekeeping or to serve visitors who come to see your new house)
PECAN NUT PIE
125g Stork bake or butter
5 Tablespoons sugar (less if you don’t want it as sweet)
1 1/3 cup flour
1 can condensed milk
3 Tablespoons syrup
125g Stork bake or butter
2 teaspoons vanilla essence
125g pecan nuts, chopped
Preheat the oven to 180 degrees Celsius. Put the margarine/butter into the pie plate you are going to use and put in the oven to melt (while the oven is preheating). Stir in the sugar and then add the flour, stirring until the melted margarine is incorporated. Press the dough into the bottom of the pie plate and up the sides. Leave to the side while you make the filling. Mix all the filling ingredients together in a pot and stir until melted. Bring to the boil, then take off the heat. Pour the filling onto the uncooked pastry. Bake for 30-35 minutes, until the filling is set. Leave to cool, then slice.