"Don't stop thinking about tomorrow...."
Oh hey there!!!
It’s me….Cherie with a C. Slack Cherie with a C.
No blogs since….well you know when. I’ve been in a little bit of a rut. I think it’s Winter’s fault. I’ve always loved Winter….but this year it hasn’t been kind to me. I’ve had cold after cold after cold…it’s been relentless!!
And I guess I feel like I haven’t had much to write about…apart from being COLD!
But I’ve decided BAD LUCK! It may not be Nobel winning writing, but it’s life…right?!
I was flicking throughs some photos the other day and one photo jumped out at me. It’s a photo I took just before venturing out in the city a few weeks ago. And it made me remember my new found love for the city of Melbourne. That city I had always avoided, the city that intimidated me.
BUT NOT ANYMORE!
I gotta say, I LOVE MELBOURNE!
I used to dread going there. The traffic, the crowds, the overwhelming feeling I used to get thinking about it. Shopping trips to Melbourne meant visiting a shopping centre. Highpoint or Doncaster. That was it. Anything you could ever need (or want) under one roof. But boy has that changed.
It’s been a slow process, but I’ve had the opportunity to spend a fair bit of time wandering around the CBD lately. And I’m loving it. I’m loving it so much that I day dream about living in the city. Now….I may actually hate the reality of living an inner-city life. But that’s why I day dream about it.
I mean…there is so much to do! So much to see! So many places to discover. And you can walk everywhere! You can wear active wear everywhere and be active! You can walk down a graffiti filled lane and find the most amazing coffee shop (or hole in the wall) or juice bar, or gelato!
I think that at 47, and after visiting some other capital cities, my eyes have been opened to so many more possibilities. It’s making me think outside the box, something I’ve never dared to do. I now walk around the CBD like I’ve been living there for years! It does help that I sometimes catch up with my little sister who is a pro city-dweller and who knows the in’s and out’s of everywhere in the city. The best food, the best coffee, the best clothes, the best bargains to be found, even the best place to go to the loo! But I’m figuring a lot out for myself and it is so good! It has opened my eyes to the big (sometimes bad) world out there and there is still so much to discover!
Now I’m nothing like the Carrie Bradshaw of Melbourne. I don’t do high end designer stuff. I’m more like…….Bridget Jones. I feel a little out of place in David Jones. But I love it! The smells, the people made up to the hilt, the fashion. Love all of it!
But on the other hand…….hubby and I have been going on lots of day trips lately. Roads trips out of town. Road trips to beautiful places where the hills look like they are covered in carpet. Where there are trees galore, and running creeks, and waterfalls. Places like Mt Beauty and Mansfield and Beechworth and Yackandandah. Country places, where life is lived at a slower pace. Where no one is in a rush. Where nature is all around. And I think I want to live in those places too! How lovely to live in a small community where you may not see anyone for days. The hermit part of me loves that idea! I want to walk through the bush, climb over rocks, walk along dusty tracks. Get dirty.
So in other words, I want the best of both worlds. I want to live like a millionaire who has a home in the country and an apartment in the city to be used whenever I feel like a city-rush fix.
Well….a girl can daydream, right? And while I’m not living that lifestyle, I’m going to make the most of every opportunity that allows my mind to be expanded and sparks my sense of curiosity about different places. Because I don’t want to just sit around thinking about what other people are doing! I want to be doing!
I want to be living my best life, and that may be living…….who knows? And doing who knows what? What is it that I am meant to be doing with my life?
I think the answer is……a gap year. Now I’m not sure a gap year is meant to be for people older that 17 or 18, but why not? I’m still trying to figure out who I am, what I want to do with my life, where my ideal home would be, what my ideal job is. I’ll ask hubby about that when he gets home!!!!
My question for today…..are you living your best life?
Have a great week (or month!)
Love,
Cherie with a C