Life, Love and the Everyday

LIFE There is nothing like the first sip of your morning coffee. Especially on an overcast day and you are thirteen storeys up with a view of Dymocks in Brisbane City.  Dymocks is my favourite book-store in the world - to be honest, working in a book-store is my dream-job. I love the kids I work with, don't get me wrong - its just I like how a book-store is always quiet with the crisp fresh scent of unread books.  Then again, would I miss the noise if I was somewhere quiet? Would I miss the glitter and play-dough stuck on the bottom of my shoes and little hands pulling the hem of my work shirt? Hell yeah. Call me crazy, but I would! For the past three weekends, A. and I have been enjoying a taste of the corporate life-style. Spending two weekends in a row at The Capri and last night we stayed at Oaks Festival Towers. A. asked me last night. "Can you imagine us living somewhere like this?" "Yes!" I answered before saying. "But theres nowhere for my

LIFE These days I feel a sense of expectation, my steps are bolder, louder, and there is confidence in my voice. I have a plan for next year and I have started to put it in motion. At this point I can't really say more than that. Something I can tell you is I sent a manuscript to a publisher - and I was day-dreaming about receiving an offer of publication when I missed my bus-stop by three stops! Reality bites - but the prospect of pay-day and dinner at the pub makes a good band-aid! LOVE I had a revelation a couple of weeks ago and that is that I am completely fine that A. and I haven't got kids - or have any plans to do so in the near future. I used to work myself into a frenzy, reading books about having PCOS and pregnancy and dreading going on diets where I imagine myself asking myself 'Is this pro-baby food?' Stuff it, screw it. Someday, hell yeah - bring on the gromits if I'm lucky. Until then, I'll enjoy my Saturday and Sunday morning sleep-in