Apart from forgetting to go to the bank for Number Two Daughter, which was very bad of me, because I promised her that I would, it has been a jolly good day.
I have been inspired by yesterday’s experience of tranquil loveliness to make our house tranquilly lovely as well, and when Mark and the dogs buzzed off this morning I did all sorts of things to improve our domestic harmonious vibrations.
The sun was shining, which was brilliant.
I washed the sheets and then sensibly cut the grass before I hung them in the washing line, having made this mistake before. Then I went up to the tiny front garden, and cut the grass around the path there as well. I picked up all sorts of awful rubbish that had blown in there and was lying about making the house look as though we might be drug addicts.
I felt pleased about this, because everybody knows that it is good Feng Thing to have your front door tidy in order that money can flow in unimpeded. As far as I understand this is the basic principle of it, although I can’t quite remember the details because of it being about fifteen years since I had the book about it from the library, but I was quite struck by it at the time.
Apparently you can get richer or poorer depending on things like whether you leave the lid up on the loo or not, and feel grumpy if things in your house are in the wrong place. I am absolutely sure that this is true, because I can get very grumpy indeed if things are in the wrong place, like bits of Mark’s engines in the living room, or dog poo on the landing, what a marvellous thing the mystical arts are.
Anyway, by the time I had finished I felt as though I had righted our Feng Thing, and emptied my taxi float money buying some flowers to make everywhere feel holistically lovely, this won’t matter because probably more money will flow in now through the newly tidy front door.
I put the clean sheets back on the bed so that the house smelled of garden and fresh cut grass, and then I dipped some chicken in flour and spices and fried it in sesame oil for picnics this evening, so that the house would smell of welcoming cooking as well, and also we would have nice things to eat. Actually when I ate mine later I didn’t like it all that much, but it did smell nice at the time and when Mark came home.
He dropped in in the middle of the afternoon with some sacks of firewood which I stacked up around the fire. This felt a bit like having wealth but I don’t think it counts really because of him coming in through the back door. It is a lovely feeling to think that we are going to be safe and warm this winter, but it wasn’t much use for putting my taxi float back together.
I measured out the liquid from the fruit pulp and started on the jelly making, but ran out of time and had to stop, also I had to clean the stove after a bit of a misfortune when I stopped concentrating for a minute. This was less good for harmonious vibrations because of making the house smell of burnt jam, and I had to leave all the windows open for a while.
Despite that minor setback I am sure I have refilled our lives with tranquil spiritual vibrations, and we can sail smoothly along with our lives in the calm contentment brought about by not having the lid on the loo left up.
The next thing is the unimpeded flow of cash.
I am on the taxi rank waiting for that now.
It is Thursday night and very quiet.
We might be here for some time.
