I’ve started babysitting for my partners boss recently and my absolute favourite part is the conversations I have with the five and six-year-old cuties. Most recently the younger of the two asked me what job I did on the farm (after I’d convinced him I was, indeed, a real adult). I told him I didn’t …
Learning What You Want
Figuring out what your want from life, in all its many aspects, is not a simple process. You often need to take a punt and usually experience a lot of things you don’t want before you finally know what it is you do want. I think this is true of work, relationships, travel and probably …
Positive Thinking
So the power of positive think ey? After forcing myself to be chipper, and writing about sleep ins instead of whinging, I’ve managed to turn that vat of self-loathing I was swimming in into sunbeams and rainbows (hopefully a pot of gold will turn up soon). After one of those enjoyable, lazy sleep ins this …
The Joy of Sleeping In
I’m trying to be more positive. That’s a sentence that’s probably been written a million times (often as an intro to some thinly veiled complaining. Hopefully I don’t follow that route). I recently began reading Caitlin Moran’s collection of Essays, Moranthology. Towards the end of her introduction she wrote that her “underlying, abiding belief is …
Feeling Good
I checked my emails on my phone today because I was on the move. Now, for some reason my outlook email won’t sync properly with my HTC One so when I check my emails on my phone I actually have to go to the website via my phone’s internet browser. This morning, when I squinted …
The Internet
I have a first world problem for you. The internet at my parents (where I currently reside) sucks. I was recently staying in a charming coastal local with access to the NBN so returning this black hole (by anyone’s standards not just those with the NBN) has been particularly tough. The WIFI is so weak …
How we feed the dogs
My mother calls me to the kitchen, “Can you help with the dogs?” “Yes!” I jump off my bed (where I spend most of my time these days). She’s putting the final touches on their dinner, a cup each of dry bickies. I pick up two bowls, the smallest and the second smallest for Angus …
