#2019 We took the path less travelled

Two quotes come to mind about what I did earlier in the day.

The first is the classic usually attributed to Albert Einstein.

“Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

The next is a section of a poem by Robert Frost, and I really encourage you to look it up because it is a beautiful one. But it’s the end section, which goes like this:

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –

I took the one less travelled by,

And that has made all the difference.”

Their similarities lie in doing the ‘other,’ in not doing the expected or same thing, and taking a risk I guess in whatever it is you feel bound to choose between.

Very simply, I took a walk with baby girl this morning. It was late morning, close to lunch, but we wandered to our little local cafe, got a cappuccino and babycino, she got a cookie, and instead of the normal, ‘straight’ route home…

I asked “do you wanna walk a different way home?”

It was twisty, it was turny… I had to check the maps on my phone just to see that we would in fact still end up on our street eventually!

But we saw different houses, encountered different birds, and amazingly, even bumped into baby girl’s school teacher who was walking her dog!

It was honestly, a breath of fresh air, and all it took was going the other way.

I guess at this time of frustration and same-old-same-old routine, we can’t expect to feel any different if we are always doing the same things, and following the same paths?

Change it up a little. Even if all that means is, another way home. 💖

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#2006 The wind of change

I like reading up on my horoscope. And though I take it all with a grain of salt, when my monthly one said that the first half of the Leo month would be, frankly put, CRAP, well I started to see it everywhere.

And hey, don’t blame me, it’s not Leo month’s fault! It’s all in the planets, and their alignment. 🌙☀

It’s THEIR fault. 🤣

But just as the horoscope promised, the second half of the Leo season would end on a super sweet note.

I think the winds of change are already here.

I had a full on start to the day with work, and having planned a park date with baby girl, as soon as I was finished we ran out the door, got some takeaway coffee and babycino, some sweets, and started walking to the beach end of Main Street.

But, other than the pleasant, still, sunny air… another surprise.

Someone had paid the coffee forward. Free drinks for us. 💖

The park was beautiful, and it was so evident the atmospheric change. Unlike other Wintry days, there was barely any wind to be felt.

Interesting too, that 5 years ago on this day, we took a leap of faith, into our own wind of change.

We purchased our house exactly 5 years ago!

So much change. Sea change, the wind has changed leaving Winter slowly bidding a goodbye, and the Leo season seems to be changing for the better too.

I for one am totally up for it.

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#2003 Getting out when it’s hard

This happened last year in lockdown as well.

I went from days when I was all “I am managing, I am surviving, hell I am even a tiny bit killing this ‘work-from-home, home-schooling, balancing all of life while remaining optimistic, hopeful and grateful for the little things in life’ thing.”

And then just as quickly a day would come when I was all ‘I HATE EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING SUCKS.’

Well that was me today. All of the above.

I’ve been sick, so I of course I woke countless times with blocked nose, runny nose, I was hot, and I just kept tossing and turning, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, tossing and turning.

Then there was the neighbour’s dog. God help me this dog. I have no problems with dogs. I have problems with dogs that do not stop barking EVER. This dog has a routine, which makes me think it’s owner has one where they leave the house for exactly the same time every day… the dog will start barking sometime after 8:30am, and will go on for at least 2 hours, uninterrupted.

UNINTERRUPTED.

When I’m up early and taking baby girl to school, well it’s still noise pollution let’s be frank, but it doesn’t affect my time in the house so much.

This morning though, after a sleepless night, and then finally falling asleep, only to then be woken by said annoying dog?

OMG.

And it stopped, of course, with 10 minutes to spare before I had to wake up and get baby girl ready for a school zoom call. 🤦‍♀️

I woke cranky, tired. My nose alternating between blocked and runny. I saw there were 20 new covid cases today. That made me especially sad, thinking of another lockdown birthday.

Everything was sad, everything was bad. Sad, bad, sad, bad.

But after lunch, I decided I had to snap out of it.

Baby girl and I headed down to the Main Street to grab a takeaway coffee and babycino, some treats, and then walked on down to the park.

It was a tiny bit sunny, mostly blowy, but man that wind knocked some sense into me, you know, ruffled me up and wisened me up in the best way.

Guys, if you’re feeling low, don’t be hard on yourself. This time of our lives is like nothing we have ever experienced, and honestly, just give yourself a change of scenery. Go outside. Take a walk, rug up in a jacket, and breathe.

Something as truly simple as that, might be the key to help you get by, another moment, of another day…

And on and on and on, ’til we come out the other end. 💪

#1965 Afternoon ‘yes’ time

It’s been a week of school holidays and I haven’t had much of a chance to do anything for baby girl.

With her. Today, despite, the cold, wind, rain, and 10 degree day temperature, we headed OUT.

You know, I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Winter won’t stop me no more. As long as I have my freedom…

… and there’s no lockdowns, I’ll throw on a beanie and a jacket, thank you very much, and LIVE MY LIFE.

Which is what we did.

We kind of just wandered in and out of shops on the Main Street. I snapped a beautiful shot of her reading on the floor of our local bookstore…

And then we headed to get, what else at 3pm?

Yes, that’s right. Babycino and coffee. ☕🥛

But when she spied the pancakes on the kids menu, instead of her usual cookie, I turned into ‘YES’ Mum.

She was sooo rapt.

We had a beautiful afternoon, and nothing pleases me more than seeing her excited and happy face.

Even this $4.50 purchase at the cheap shop, as I like to call it, well it’s kept her busy all night, but lo and behold she got all the little hoops on the bars, a few times already. Parents, you will understand this. 😂

I hope we can have a lot more fun, excited and ‘yes’ moments in the next week too. 💖💖

#1884 My little helper

I am so simple lately.

(You might even say boring, but meh 🤷‍♀️)

I hit a wall after lunchtime, I was freezing cold, and then BANG!

Sleep overwhelmed me.

Well I couldn’t sleep, duh I have a child. But I did lay down on the couch, and baby girl brought me her musical merry-go-round figurine to lull me to sleep, and my water bottle and my phone, all within reach.

Awww.

But balance… she oh-so-quietly complained I had to get up and make my coffee, as well as her BABYCINO.

No rest for the tired here. Just as well we have caffeine. 💪☕

#1853 Coffee time with my girl no. 4

Before all the busy-ness of the day, baby girl and I had our cafe moment this morning on the main street.

You know what made me laugh? As I went to snap our drinks, in the background, I caught her doing this…

Deeply inhaling her babycino.

“Ahhh,” she said.

It cracked me up. 🤣

Kids! 🤷‍♀️

#1794 The truth behind the holiday pics

What a fucking day.

And I don’t swear lightly… on social media, that is. But today was totally fucking swear-worthy.

The start and end of it look quite blissful… see?

Baby girl’s babycino following our buffet brekkie. Then me enjoying some relaxing time while baby girl screamed “cannonball!” launching into the shallow swimming pool’s waters.

But the meat of the sandwich that was between those two photos? The middle of the day?

That is a story and a half.

Because we had started the day happy, you see. We had brekkie, and on our way to visit a beach we had only stopped by days earlier, made a pit stop to get a boogie board for baby girl, which ended up being a family boogie board, so awesome and big and colourful it was.

We were just pumped. Couldn’t wait to get to the beach, oh, 10 minutes away…

But then my car overheated.

The temperature gauge went to red.

Hubbie pulled over in a panic.

And in the space of a few hours, we were waiting waiting waiting, had a huge mix-up with our car roadside insurance that resulted in help being sent a lot later than we would have liked, we were hot, stuck on a busy road. were in the vicinity of a possible Wolf Creek type abduction attempt when a man pulled over after seeing me outside the car, and in between all of the waiting, being told by the roadside guy there was nothing he could do, daydreaming about the boogie board we should have been using then at the beach…

Well there were the water birds.

We called them ducks the whole time, but they were too big to be ducks. These birds were on one side of the busy road as we waited over an hour for help, and in that space they proceeded to leisurely cross the two sides of traffic, a number of 4 times.

At first, we couldn’t watch. We told baby girl to cover her eyes, sure that one of them would be splattered and flattened over the asphalt. They were lanky, moved slowly, and just lacked any kind of fear or trepidation when it came to forcing huge pieces of machinery to brake to a stop to allow them to pass.

And yet, they passed. They made it. There were 6 of these animals, with one of them hobbling like it’d been swiped by a vehicle… and yet they crossed the two-sided road 4 times.

It was a miracle.

Cars, even trucks, pulled to a stop. We watched in amazement as traffic on this busy tourist road came to a standstill, as these slow-moving water birds ambled across slowly, seemingly unaware of the chaos they were creating.

They managed to move, however slowly, while we sat there static, in the heat, a little bit in awe of their bravery (and sometimes, stupidity).

My faith in humankind was restored, even following the Wolf Creek incident, seeing ‘most’ of the cars patiently wait for these indecisive avian kind to work out which side of the road they wanted to be on.

And that faith in people continued when some time later, a random cafe owner we had passed only that morning on our fated way to the beach, ended up helping Hubbie get back on the road, however slowly, where we breathed a huge sigh of relief that we were back in a known, safe, comfortable place.

But now, we are stuck.

There are a couple of morals to this story. One is the REAL truth behind all the social media photos you see. Despite the filters being put on display, it doesn’t mask the truth in between the snaps of photos being taken and the 100 special effects being created.

And secondly… there are miracles to be observed, even amongst unbelievable odds and impossible situations.

To be continued…

#1721 Day 223 of getting there: back to it all

Today was an exciting day.

WE GOT OUT.

Escaped from the confines of our home.

No, it wasn’t cleaning all day,

finding a board game to play,

then pruning with waters glistening in the horizon on the bay.

NAY.

WE WENT OUT.

Baby girl and I hit the Main street. Shopping. Excited with, “look, SHOPS ARE OPEN!”

We stopped at my 10/10 coffee place from the other day, Flowergirls and co cafe –

YAY –

and had a great coffee and babycino break.

And gingerbread man. 😉

People were milling around EVERYWHERE. EVERYONE was out.

We continued the fun this evening when we went out to dinner at one of our fave restaurants, The Royal Hotel.

HOORAY! Wine! I haven’t drank it in about 2 months. I was firstly going through some health hell, then I was terrified of drinking anything that wasn’t water, so I stayed away for so long…

Until tonight.

That one glass of red made me go all YIPPEE in my head, and immediately, I loved everyone. I missed everyone.

I mean, I do love and miss everyone, and by everyone I mean only those people I care about.

HA HA HA. (Still some alcoholic effects I see?) 😜

But seriously. Cheap drunk alert. I was happy happy, LA LA LA, my seafood linguine was NOM NOM NOM, and then we walked across the road, to the best view of them all.

Ahhh.

All in all, today was a great way to get back to it all.

Shop. Coffee. Dinner. Beach.

Relax. Happy. Grateful. YAY.

REPEAT.

#1689 Day 191 of getting there: loved ones again

It is…

Walking a doe-eyed dog on a leash.

Going to a new park.

Sucking up angel hair spaghetti.

Babycinos galore.

The gooey mess of chocolate mousse.

Sarma… home-made with love.

Smiles and surprises.

D&Ms.

A new-found love for blueberries.

A cat’s paws that are caramel-toned.

Conversations that turn into conversations before the old conversations have even ended.

Laughs and laughs and laughs.

Feeling the comforting pat on your back.

All of these things are sweet, and good…

But they are made all the more sweeter, when they come with a loved ones face.

Or one. Or two. Or three. Our four.

😍😍😍😍

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