#2028 Monsieur, we meet again

There was no point to parks opening up across Melbourne yesterday, because it was a shit storm of rain all day.

So really, today was the proper park reopening.

Baby girl and I walked down to the neighbourhood cafe to grab some food, and then take it to the park where we could eat…

I got, a MONSTER of a meal.

The croque monsieur.

OMG. You know what this toastie is saying? It’s saying “I’ve been good all week, now I will eat a slab of bread, bechamel, cheese and ham.”

🤦‍♀️

Actually, it was very good value at $10 for this brick of a cheese sandwich. So incredibly rich, I could only eat half.

So, guess what I’m eating for brekkie tomorrow morning?

🤣🥪

#2021 Reasons why I love living near the beach no. 5

Reason number 5 is…

Because the beach is within our 5km radius, and most of these lockdown rules (sorry, ALL of them) suck.

But the beach makes it all that much easier. Less sucky.

After lunch we went to get a coffee for me, an ice cream for baby girl, and then we sat on a grassy patch temporarily to consume our yummy goods…

Before making the short walk down.

There were quite a few people there, and I don’t blame them. It is so hard to stay indoors when it is so beautiful out, and when the water is literally right there in the distance, shimmering and winking at you, how can you say no?

Plus, it’s EXERCISE.

There are some exceptionally sunny days coming up, so I think I will be doing plenty more exercise by the water… 🌊

#2020 I love Main street, and let me count the ways… no. 5

The savior of this lockdown number 6 for us will be, coffee, cake, and walks.

I felt like a semi-trailer rammed itself into my head today. All of a sudden after breakfast, bang.

I felt flatter than a pancake.

The feeling of sadness just overwhelmed me. All that talk yesterday about taking a path less travelled to feel better?

Well I had no motivation to get up at all, much less follow a different route.

The day was grey. I am 100% certain that there won’t be any lessening of restrictions next week, which leaves me to ponder, how much longer can we live like this? How much longer can we take?

Then there is the book I’m reading. Without too many spoilers (I will post a review in due time) I am charging through it, both because I really want to know what the big horrible secret is, but also because I can guess at it and it’s so traumatising that I must finish it quickly.

All of this was really messing with my head, truly.

After lunch, feeling some mojo start to come back, I insisted on leaving the house.

Baby girl and I walked the Main Street, where she had ice cream, and I got a big cappuccino and cookie.

And we just walked. There was nowhere to go, no shops we could enter. We bumped into her school friend, and it was SO NICE to see someone we knew. I started a full on conversation with a man as we were waiting for our coffees, so strong is my desire to connect and talk to people, even if I’ve never met them before.

He responded happily. He is feeling it too. We all are.

The house is wearing me down. It’s my solitude at night, but during the day, I can’t take it.

I need to get out.

The gentleman I spoke to told me his daily ritual, and I have to say, he’s got it spot on. We gotta do what we gotta do, even if it costs money, even if it puts kg on our bodies, even if we get super cold…

But he’s been getting a coffee in the afternoon, a cake, and then heading down to the local beach (also our local beach) to watch the seagulls.

Huh. There you go. A pretty cool ritual if you ask me, seagulls and all.

My kinda different path today, led me to a different person… that makes me think I must speak to strangers more. 💖

#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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#2009 Feeling the birthday love

I felt truly blessed today.

Another lockdown birthday, and yet the surprises, presents, messages, phone calls, serenades and dedications kept me warm and fuzzy from all winter colds and extended lockdown news, keeping me so busy I could barely keep up all day.

But it was even better, because I celebrated it all, times two.

Baby girl and I share our birthdays on the same day. We did what we could, walked the almost empty streets, ate lunch by the water in our cars, and got some takeaway cake, ice cream and coffee.

It was a super splendid day, and you know what?

At a time when things have felt really super shit, I’ve questioned a lot, felt withdrawn and upset by lots in life… this is what I needed. A day where I really truly, felt the love.

I felt it all, and it was so warm, so caring, so welcoming. I was truly humbled to tears.

I know, no matter what life throws at me, there are people out there who care about me.

And that matters more than anything.

Reach out to those around you, let them know how you feel. You don’t even have to wait for their birthday… you may not know how much they need to hear your beautiful words. 💖💖🙏🙏

#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. 💪

#1997 Wednesdays with Hubbie no. 3

Sometimes you CAN have too much of a good thing.

After dropping off baby girl at school this morning, we headed on down to Main Street for our Wednesday morning ritual.

Coffee.

But we weren’t at all disappointed when we got to our fave, and found that on this rainy and cold day, all the indoor tables were taken.

You see, we felt like we needed a break.

Yeah, from our fave local brunch place! I know.

So down the road we went, to another great cafe…

And sure, the coffee, and the brunch were also yummy as.

BUT…

I think we’ll be going back to our usual spot next week. 🤣

One week off was enough. 😉

#1996 Post workout ritual

Today I headed back to the Loft.

Once again I was overcome with emotion at the last part of the session, the relaxation/meditative element if you will, that follows the main yoga-exercise part. Once the session is over our teacher gets us to pick a card from a spiritual deck, and read the message that we have been drawn to read.

I read mine over twice, letting it sink in.

It was all about ‘The Space Between.’ How often we feel frustrated and stuck being in that in-between space, where we are neither here or there… and yet it is in this space of indecision, of the unknown, that we do the most growing.

It is the space that is the most beautiful, because we learn and get the most out of it.

Interestingly I came across the same thought elsewhere just days ago, and the thought was, if you can be comfortable not knowing, then you can learn anything.

I sat quietly, going over these words, freaking out at just how accurate they were for me during this limbo stage of my life.

After all that stretching, lifting, pulsing, deep breathing and contemplation, it made sense that I had to head down a couple blocks to get myself a post-workout pick up… 😉

I then took myself and my boosts of energy down to the water, to sit, breathe, take in all I had learnt and felt the last hour, and just BE.

I also went a step further, and I didn’t only take photos of the glistening wavy waters in front of me…

But I looked behind me, and around, looked at the sand, the trees, the grasses.

I looked at the spaces in between. 💖