#1487 As the sun sets on Summer…

I was so cranky this afternoon.

I felt like I was about to explode.

Mostly, I had the SHITS, majorly, about this whole stupid toilet paper situation.

(Yes, deliberate pun).

Almost everyone has gone insane.

It’s like a dog eat dog world… already people are fighting over toilet paper (why this particular sanitary item I have no idea) so can you imagine what would happen if there was an immediate and very real threat to our health… can you imagine then what would happen?

I don’t want to.

I got home from training, and HAD to turn my head around from all the mumbo-jumbo.

I had to make it better.

The weather was meeting me half-way there… so I had to make the rest of the trip.

To the beach.

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Within minutes I felt all my crazy melting away into the, what was initially very mild waters, to suddenly ICE COLD ones.

It was a short trip, but it got me away from the routine if only for a bit, and for that I am thankful.

Was this the end of our beach trips for this Summer season? I have no idea. It’s always a sad realisation, wondering if this will be the last visit, thinking the next one may be a good 7-8 months away…

SO LONG AWAY.

But, I will always have sunsets. And those are pretty damn amazing, all year round.

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#1447 Me Time no. 1

I can just as easily have named this a ‘reasons why I love living by the beach’ post with the water being a theme and all once again, but the true intentions of my writing and where I am coming from are so different this time.

Sure, it was hot.

Sure, I wanted to make the most of Summer.

Sure, I wasn’t passing up a hot day offer from Melbourne even if it meant I was alone.

Especially because I was alone. 😉

But I’ve been in a funny space lately. Neither here nor there. Thinking about life, wondering what to do, in this odd middle-ground of nothingness, where nothing is the only thing that actually happens…

Just a whole lot of thinking instead.

I’ve been coming to grips with this weird phase, reminding myself that we all go through it at certain times of life and it’s part of the whole cocoon process in becoming a new person.

To become a butterfly we must shed our shell. But we must hide out and hibernate first to do so.

Part of my quest this year, the year of balance as I’m calling it, the ‘2020’ year, is to find more time to make me happy.

You might think that is SO easy given I don’t have a job. I have plenty of time, right?

Time doesn’t necessarily equate to heart and purpose though. And it’s awfully hard to find motivation when the car that is your life stalls and has to change new tyres, and you suddenly don’t know where the tyres are coming from. And then someone tells you to not stress, and relax.

You try relax while waiting for a tyre change.

So in the meantime, I really have to do things for me.

Things that fill my soul with purpose.

Things that make me smile.

Things that I miss doing.

Things that I always put on the backburner because I need to cook/clean/make phone calls/do washing/a billion other things on my to-do list.

Going to the beach on my lonesome is just one of those wonderful ‘me’ things.

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(the seagull had to photobomb my solitary beach photo!)

Firstly, when alone at the beach, I have no one in tow, and no one to answer to. I decide when I come and go. I sit on the sand for as long as I like, and I sit in the water for as long as I like.

And today, while sitting in the water and having waves crash over me… well it truly reset my car battery. 😉

I’ve written a little story about it on Instagram, about waves and life and letting go, so I do hope you check it out… you can find me under smikgwriter so give me a yell if you’re on there too. ♥

 

 

#1441 Going out when you want to

Being on holiday is great and all, but have you ever noticed that sometimes when on holiday you don’t feel like doing holiday things ALL THE TIME?

I came to this observation when Hubbie was home with us not too long ago. We had many days in a row where we’d paint the Peninsula blue, white and yellow…

And then others when we’d stay at home all day.

Sure you need balance, and that sometimes means down time. But it showed me that holiday time doesn’t mean holiday vibes… 24/7.

So we decided. A new rule.

Too often in life we wait for holidays, wait for the long weekend, wait ’til our days off, to have fun. To live life. To do what we really wanted to do… 5 days ago.

Why do we wait? Why do we put off our happiness and satisfaction for a supposedly more convenient time and day?

We’ve decided that when we want to do something, rain hail shine, summer winter autumn spring, work or no work, time or no time…

We will do it.

Because you get the most satisfaction out of doing something when you really want to, right?

So tonight, we went out.

It doesn’t matter that it was the long weekend… we would have gone anyway.

Because we wanted to.

Look at that sea view. 😍🌅

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#1425 Mills Beach Love no. 3

We timed our beach visit for the warmest part of the day.

It was all about the body board today.

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We clearly need a bigger one for baby girl. Nonetheless, she held on tight, shrieked with joy, and had 75 litres of water thrown at her face as Hubbie and I took turns pulling her through the water.

A hell of a workout, but lots of fun.

And Mills Beach Love. 😍❤🏖🌅

#1415 My environmental warrior

Today being forecast to tip 40 degrees, and with us living by the beach, well it was no wonder that we ended up dipping our toes in the bay waters and shoving our feet into the sand.

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But it wasn’t this fact alone that had me grateful today. Rather it was the smallest event that had me going “awww.”

A small event, with huge repercussions.

Hubbie and I were sitting on the sand observing baby girl splash some distance away, jumping over small waves in the shallow stretch of water. She suddenly came to a stop, and we saw she was holding something.

“Has she got a ball?” I asked. We couldn’t tell. But she had this thing in her hand, and she looked around, uncertain, before she started charging for the sand.

As she got closer it became apparent that the glint of silver in her hand, was a can.

Litter. Left in the water.

She carried this empty soft drink can, this 6 year-old girl who doesn’t even come to us when beckoned. She ran across the sand, her eyes darting everywhere, passing over us as she went. She got to the big red and yellow bins and paused, uncertain where to put  the can when there was so much overflowing trash.

Hubbie got up to tell her the yellow one was for recycling. And as she passed me to go back into the water, I had to grab her attention, and tell her something important.

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“You taking that can out of the water… that is amazing. You know how proud Mummy is of you? Well done honey.”

She didn’t smile but she held her head high as her feet led her to the water, lifting her arms up in a bit of a muscle pose.

💪

And then she went on again, splashing in the water and making random friends with other kids.

Just another day in the life of my mini environmental warrior. 😍🌊❤

 

#1414 A different viewpoint

Oh my.

I think we’re pretty lucky to have water views, but today what we saw, was next level.

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We were at my bro-in-law’s family’s house, and, like I said…

Oh my.

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But it wasn’t just the views. It was the people. The company. The dogs! The food nom nom nom. The memories made…

And oh, the sunsets.

Taking sunset pics must run in the family, as I’m not even pictured above taking any!

What a perfect way to start our holidays. ❤🌅😍

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#1403 When they don’t know I’m watching

I stood on the balcony this evening enjoying the cool breeze that was making this heatwave of a day that much more bearable.

I could hear them in the backyard though – Hubbie and baby girl. I went to the side of the balcony to look over at them, and started to watch.

Have you ever done that? Watched your family or a loved one when they didn’t know you were there? I spied Hubbie watering the garden with baby girl…

Or trying to.

I saw the clever way in which he let her ‘overflow’ the bucket of water on dry patches of grass and near where plants needed watering…

I watched as she filled the bucket, then watered plants, happily looking at him for acknowledgement and a pat on the back…

I watched all this for maybe two whole minutes. Hubbie was the first one that saw me up high around the corner, and he laughed.

No doubt he was thinking how I’d been watching him manage our 6 year-old daughter, with a hose on a hot day…

Almost impossible to do 😉