Yesterday, Micko and I celebrated one year since we moved into our place in Nambucca. In some respects it has just flown by... and in others, not so much. It's likely been my loneliest year to date. I'm a very social person and I feel I'm slowly losing my mind from isolation - well, I exaggerate. I do miss my mates and family heaps. Hey! Year 2 will be much less lonely - fo shiz!
When the loneliness starts to eat at me... I take a walk and I'm instantly reminded why I'm here. It's hard to be lonely when you're totally surrounded by beauty!
Micko and I celebrated with dinner at the club. A nice quiet meal, some meat tray raffles and a couple of Guiness (well, Micko had a couple of Guiness - I'm not a big fan, although I haven't tried it in a loooooong time)
During the day, I'd booked myself in for a facial... went it at 1pm, came out at 4.10pm! Can you believe it? It was 3 hours of pure indulgent bliss! And I totally deserved it! I'm a big believer in looking after yourself. No! No! I don't mean I eat sunflower seeds, drink only filtered water and live on shit that grows out of the ground - I don't have the discipline. Plus, my sinking of beer and occassional sly ciggy totally have ruined me from keep my body pure. What I mean... is taking time out! Doing something for me... and me alone. I swear by it! Great for the mind!
Just got back gym... sweaty, stinky and in need of a shower! I've been a bit of a slack arse this week and only been to the gym once... no running on the beach either! Tsk! Tsk! Billy has an injured shoulder and after another $200 excursion to the Vet, we've been told to rest him for a couple of weeks (easy to say when you're not looking an active Kelpie X in the face!) I'll be iPod'ing up and running this arvo - minus my furry friend. Sad really!
Tomorrow, I'll be taking you on a personal hygiene journey... I imagine around 99% will be horrified by what I'm going to lay out on the table. Intrigued? You should be!
Born in the late 70s during the depths of a harsh Melbourne winter, in her mid 20s, Karls migrated to a much warmer climate - then back to the cooler climate and once again to a warmer climate. With all this to-ing and fro-ing, she's discovered that home is where the heart is... in her case, anywhere that serves ice cold beer.