aussie summer

 

The sea is choppy, the whales have moved on. And summer burst through the open back doors with hot and stinky humid day one weather. Tradesmen and neighbours out of hiding. The old lady, unseen for days and I was just beginning to worry, out on her deck with a hammering, sweeping handyman. A bunch of shirtless young guys the other side, with unsociably loud music and foul mouths, varnishing long planks of timber.

Christmas preparations in the air. Game on!

roadtrip recap – byron to sydney

We drove back over two days through towns I’ve heard of forever.  Trouble was, that by the time we got to many of them, we were over the hours of freeway and couldn’t be bothered to stop for long, if at all. Just wanted to get home.

In hindsight it would have been better to do it all in reverse. Drive up, holiday wedding holiday, fly back. We were tired.

When I spend any length of time in Byron I think I want to live there. I really don’t. Both ends of the town there are one lane roads in and out – traffic jam in paradise twice a day every day! The town itself is always packed. Locals, backpackers, and high end tourists. Strange mix. The weather is tropical, beaches beautiful, and all of the many eating places are queued up. Always.

We stayed somewhere different this time. A fairly newly built house, very hot but with a great outdoor area. Positioned for the cross breeze and with a small pool that you could walk right into. No ‘cold cold’ dip your toe and take your time submerging…

At night, in bed, you could hear conversations from houses away. No, I couldn’t live there. You could also stand in the driveway though and see the whole universe in the sky….can’t do that in the inner city!

Day one of the drive and after a goodbye coffee and muffin (Hello – you can hardly just call that a muffin. It’s a Large work of gastronomic art. One flavour per day and today’s had big chunks of chocolate and a banana goo in the middle, still warm and runny OMG) from Top Shop, a short detour for a 1km walk in a national park to some falls. Drive drive drive then lunch in Grafton, a hipster café that the others had coincidentally eaten at on the way up (we found out later)! I don’t know why, since Sydney has changed so much, I wasn’t expecting country nsw to be like that…  Next stop was the Big Banana. I’ve been telling the offspring for years ‘it’s not that big’ but little one needed a refresher – didn’t remember visiting when really really little. A few photos and onwards. Petrol stop in Macksville, population 4,500 (I think the sign said) many of them surely at the petrol station it took so long to be our turn. Finally to Port Macquarie and a swim for the little one at Town Beach – one of several beautiful beaches they’re blessed with. At this point we’ve almost caught up with the others and end up at the same old-school motel just down the road. Ah Woongarra what a great night we had. Such friendly Sydney escapee owners, serene walk on the waterfront across the road, and fish and chips all round. Who wouldn’t slow down and be calm there…

Day two let’s go home. I had the old-school motel breakfast just because I wanted to see if it was really going to come through that hole in the wall. It did. And it was good. We didn’t stop til Newcastle. Another swim and a recommended bagel for the little one. A drive around old stomping grounds, sadly unrecognisable…could have been another place, a life time ago.  AND HOME – strange how you can be tired and keen to get there, restless once you are.

😉

doing it

 

today I’m just feeling sad

it will come and go

I had breakfast with my former assistant and I guess I don’t need to hear about the office anymore….stirs things up

I’m running on very little sleep after the neighbour’s party – we all know no sleep drags you down…

but then I came across this article about mentors and goals and I love it so much

January 1 let’s all make a list of say, twelve things we plan to do in 2017 that we haven’t done before

#doinit

 

 

 

a month like no other

 

November is a long long month. No doubt committing to a post a day increased the bulk of these 30 days and might have been a little crazy…but it’s just been full on anyway!

Birthdays either end of it – his starts us off, hers finishes us. Silent, sullen types both. Family skeletons that rattle in the slightest breeze…but never engage.

Three close family members with hospital experiences.

The famous roadtrip. The usual suspects all gone north for a few days to a week. Coffee with neighbourhood friends 8 hours from home! The magical hinterland wedding – there’s even video of me on the dance floor.

Humid days, sleepless nights while the overhead fans hypnotise. Mangoes, amazing muffins, geckos. Little magpie larks divebombing me in the pool.

Home. And the beach house.

The push me pull you work situation has drained me. A tsunami to my month. I always thought that one day I’d write about this amazing job. After years at home getting it was a miracle, and there were such positives in the last several years – but the ending? definitely the stuff of fiction, and therapist couch conversations.

Let’s go in to December to rest. And 2017 is a completely clean slate. I think it’s the first year that begins with no plans, no idea what’s next. I just know it’s going to be a great year.