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Housewife lexicon and changing perspectives.

Nope. I’m not really a housewife, but I am married (yup, we had a Corona-gerden-wedding) and I have a crush for old books and knowledge that seem long forgotten. So when I found this book I couldn’t help myself. First edition from 1930, but this 7th edition is from 1953.

My husband thinks I’m crazy, but he has learned a lot since me purchasing this. Going back to basics is not all bad, and considering the times we’re in right now, learning from the past is maybe not such a bad idea after all?

I know, I learned from my great grandma and the  two tiny book/pamphlets she wrote when she was old and shared with all of us, her kids, grandkids and everyone of her family members – if we wanted one. I accepted, and I also It is only one sentence, but I believe that it is the reason why I’m so obsessed with trying to stay safe and not spread the covid-19 virus. Reading the few lines about my great grandma only just surviving the Spanish flu in 1918 so many times, had me on alert from an early beginning.

I want to take care of my family in many many years to come as well. So I will be writing about these times. Let them know what happened and about what basic skills you need to make it through rough times. I’m not an actual prepper in the doomsday version, but there will be other pandemics, and nature seems to strike back at us. So the immense prosperity and easy life we in the western world has gotten used to, is maybe not what we are looking in to for the next few generations.

So why am I writing about this? Because I know this blog was supposed to be a frugal blog, but now it is turning in to so much more, changing its perspective from just saving money in to a different kind of awareness, and maybe even ending up being more personal.

Kitchen curtains – or “I´m tired of smiling at my neighbours when my kitchen is a mess”

This is my kitchen from yesterday – it still looks like this btw. We´re not perfect people in this house at all, and I refuse to pretend that I am in this blog too. Actually people pretending to be perfect in blogs and on youtube and other platforms scares me. I can´t stop thinking what´s hiding beneath the surface, and having a crazy imagination like me does not make pretty stories just because people are pretty and lead pretty cute lives. So when thinking about starting this blog, we had conversations about how honest to be here on the blog, we agreed to go “all in” – but ofcourse with respect to the people around us and each other and our wish to stay together for the rest of our lives.

As you can see in the above picture, my kitchen window is right next to the street in our little cul de sac, and it wouldn´t be a problem if the people around us were about the same age and had lives, so they would not be so busy. But appearantly mostly “elderly” people lives here, and some how they have time for “strolling” while looking through windows all day long, so I have to smile and pretend, that I´m proud of my mess…which I´m not.

We’ve been wanting to put up curtains for a while, but money are an issue so we were quite hesitant because we remembered the drama and the expenses about the livingroom curtains that we felt the need to buy after only living here for a week.

Luckily I went to the goodwill shop last week, and I stumbled across a sheet with broderie anglaise all around the edges, and since it was cheep (15dkr), and I also found a curtain rod for less than that, I had no more excuses than to make those curtains and keep a nice facade…

Here´s a “how to”

Loooook how pwetty this is. And please ignore the coffee stain that neither of us saw before it was too late and we were too lazy to wash it.

I´m pretty satisifed with the curtains. to be honest. I decided to (have B) hang them a bit above the counter, because I know I´m a mess at the sink, so I have to be able to wipe it off without thinking about moving the curtain to avoid the cloth.