#697 Mindful colouring at Mechanic’s

As a busy Mum/Wife/Woman/PERSON, finding time in your day for things that you want to explore, things outside of your ‘box,’ and for things that you just want to indulge in, well they are minute, if actually, NON EXISTENT.

So when I see that I will have a future moment to myself, I try to prolong and make the most of it the best I can.

If I am at the doctor’s office or the hairdresser’s, I bring a book.

And when I am at the mechanic… I bring a colouring book.

I honestly haven’t coloured in for fun, for ME, probably since sometime in high school. I do it on occasion now with baby girl, as she asks me to draw something for her and then we go on colouring Beauty and the Beast, or something like that, together… but nothing just for ME.

Back when it was my birthday, I received a mindfulness colouring book with good ol’ fashioned Derwents – that I was sooo excited about – but that nonetheless remained untouched for months.

Until today.

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Sitting in the mechanics kitchen, I got to work. Leaning on the old European 80s-styled tablecloth, as my car got its much-needed service in the huge garage outside of the room I was in, I found a drawing in the ‘good health’ section, and started small. What started off as just colouring, became something more. The TV was on in the background, ‘ABC news’ so it was pretty serious going with heavy issues and all, but I found myself getting deep in my thoughts as stroke by stroke I filled in the patterns and shapes and lines, still completely aware of my surroundings, but in a deeper, calmer, more meditative place.

The mechanic came to me too soon, as I was nowhere near completing my page. But for now, it was enough. You’ve got to take what you can as a busy individual. It had provided comfort and a different avenue of expression that I am not normally used to, and in turn that gave me creative insight of a different kind.

I’m looking forward to more stolen moments with my Derwents 😉

 

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#636 Extra music time in the car

Sometimes you need to try really, really hard to find something to be grateful for.

Like today. The sun was AMAY-ZING. The weather was perfect, it was a beautiful Saturday morning… and then I had to pop into my car to drive off to work.

But no! I consoled myself. I would have my music:

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There is nothing better than being alone in your car, blasting YOUR songs as loud as they can possibly go, with this joy becoming even more appreciated, ever since I had baby girl. Me time, me music, me anything, is NOT as abundant as it used to be.

So when it is just me, and my car, you can be assured MY music comes on.

My gratitude went to next-level-difficulty though, when I jumped on the freeway still close to home, and soon after came to an abrupt stop… What? We are doing 100kms/h peeps, why then are we not moving and there is a traffic jam as long as the Nile stretching out in front of me?

I already have an hour-long trip to get to work, as it is. This was then extended by a further 30 minutes, as I c-r-a-w-l-e-d slowly down the freeway. Something had clearly happened. It was an accident, for sure. I saw tow trucks, crane trucks, SES trucks, fire trucks, police cars, and all manner of emergency vehicles drive on by me in the emergency lane, so they could jump to the front of the pack and sort out what had happened to cause such a delay.

Sure, something had happened. Something big. I consoled myself. Sure, I would be late to work. But quite possibly, someone else at the front of the pack was in trouble, seriously injured, or worse.

I kept on listening to my music, thankful that I was stuck in traffic, and here, not there.

But then, as we inched ever so closer to the incident site, every driver of every car taking their sweet-ass time to check out the scene in front of them, I realised, with a heavy sense of betrayal, that NOT ALL WAS WHAT IT SEEMED.

There was a vehicle flat on its side, and with it, a theme park amusement ride/game/something, spread out across the left lane.

A freaking clown was grinning.

So the dude didn’t secure his load? And now we were all going to be late to EVREYWHERE because theme park equipment fell onto the freeway?

Not funny.

I amped up the music, and with it amped up my gratitude game too, saying to myself –

“at least I got to listen to more of my music.”

And that’s how gratitude works my friends. In all of the smallest of ways.

 

#595 Post-party in-car D&M

They are becoming more and more frequent, and I LOVE them.

I don’t even know why they weren’t so frequent before… we’re always driving some kind of distance to get to some event/birthday/wedding/party. And yet, maybe because we are now so much more further away from a lot of our family and friends, our time in the car has now been extended…

…Making these moments happen more often. Happily so.

Because it will be the end of a long day or night. Either way baby girl will be sleeping, spent from the day’s playing/activities/charades. And then Hubbie and I will begin to talk.

About everything. Starting with a party debrief. ‘Who said what, why that happened, did you hear about that place?’ Not in a gossip-y way, not at all. It’s more a happy sharing in information, where we laugh, we delve into all kinds of topics and issues, and we reminisce on the day that was, counting our blessings for having the circle that we do, and counting our blessings for each other.

Inevitably, just like today too, after going to a birthday party and then driving home in the late afternoon, we would have had a glass or 5 to drink. Well not me, I’m the driver. But we are in happy, fine form, and start counting the ways in which we are grateful for each other.

We bond. We talk about goals and dreams. We look to the skies, whether they are bright with sunlight, or midnight black, and try to work out what we will do with our lives, how we will achieve it, and what can we do to get to it, together.

And I think I know why I love these conversations so much. Yes we are setting positive goals. Yes we are reconnecting. Yes we are expressing gratitude for those around us, but for each other most importantly.

They are so dear to me, because simply, we are just talking. We have a long space of time, where we can just spill our guts and express our deepest heart’s desires, and just go for it.

It is beautiful, and all of the above things make it more so.

#537 New ducted heating!

YEEEEAAAAAASSSSSS!!!

Baby girl is walking around rosy-cheeked again.

The new ducted heating is here.

:):):)

The pain is OVER. We have gone all high-tech and with the times with this beauty

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It regulates temperature, and even has programmable timeslots so that you can have the heater come on at a pre-determined time… un-fucking-believable.

Just like when my new car had a 6 stack CD player, I am soooo behind in the times.

Our old heater, both here and at our old place, was some 80s-90s contraption, where you had to pull the lever across to the desired temperature of 20+ ‘something,’ but even that ‘set temperature’ was questionable at times.

Tonight, it got hot. Like really hot. This is right on time, since my Dad told me the weekend ahead is set to expect some major Winter-y blasts.

And just for the record, when I was freezing my ass off in the house yesterday as the tradies were in the midst of installing new said-heater? Yeah, well, coldest August day for DECADES.

Still, the icy blasts that will set upon us are timely, since we now have heating, bitches. Take that Winter, mwa ha ha.

So toasty and grateful right now 🙂

 

 

#533 July 31st opens windows

Not doors. Windows.

Because today after I got back to my car after our grocery shop, it was toasty and warm from sitting out in the sun for a couple of hours…

and I actually had to open the window.

You know how in Winter, you live for those moments when the car is comfortably warm and yet outside, it is still fresh and chilly? Well today it was 13 degrees, and yet somehow for the last day of July, that translated to a mild, manageable, Wintery and almost-Spring like, heat.

Yep I said it, Spring.

I know you’ll say I’m crazy, we are not even past August yet… but I swear, it is IN THE AIR. Look what I snapped the other day:

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A plant from our front yard, sprouting green.

Sprouting baby green foliage because Spring-is-a-coming.

I am so excited by all of this. Most definitely, grateful too. 🙂

#508 Singing in the car

I mean, who needs the rain, when you have the terrific shelter of a car as you drive 80kms through bushy terrain, the sun shining down on you, and Taylor Swift/Ed Sheeran blasting out of your radio?

I found myself in this delightful disposition this morning on the way to the shops with baby girl. We had this view

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and suddenly, baby girl was like “more,” indicating to me that she wanted the volume to Taylor Swift’s “Shake it Off” to go right up, and soon it was blasting, we were shaking, and we were laughing and singing our heads off.

“Shake it off, shake it off!”

Some more views

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and then it was Ed Sheeran singing about “The Shape of You,” and again the volume was blasting, baby girl was babbling/singing, and we were grooving to

“I’m in love with the shape of you.”

I love when we get these unexpectedly happy moments. Not only are they appreciated so much more when they arrive with no prior pretence of joy, but when they showcase to me how baby girl is learning, developing and growing into a young girl each day, it just warms my heart even more.

Awww, shucks 🙂

 

#465 My special greeting no.2

I received the most golden of gold greetings today, and it came from none other than my shining light, my guiding star…

I was slowing down as I approached the house, being on the tail end of an hour long drive from work to home. As I started to turn into the driveway, I saw baby girl, jumping and scrambling up onto the brick pillar that contains the mailbox up front, trying to stand up – and then in pause, spotting my red car.

She stopped, her face serious, peering in. As I came closer I smiled at her, and her face went into a shocked frenzy, before breaking out into a full, whole face, smile. 🙂

“Ma! Ma!” she yelled with excited agitation, turning around to also call her Dad who was now walking up to her from the house.

As I brought the car to a stop, she jumped off the pillar and came around to my driver’s side, running into the door with a deliberate thud. I looked through the window to see her beaming at me.

Oh, my girl. All that, for me? She was that excited, to see me?

Heart melting.

Hubbie then added moments later, after repeated hugs and kisses and lots of laughter, that she had been calling out my name, and singing it out all day…

My sweet princess. My heart sings for you, too.