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Slack slackety slack...

Well, I did actually type out a looong blog the other day, but it was so long that after two days I hadn't finished it and then I had to reboot the computer (bad laptop owner, leaving laptop on standby for two days)...

It was a long blog of my life and basically how bloody marvellously it has turned out.

There were a couple of things that had me reflecting on the turn out of my life. Dave going to his thirty year highschool reunion on Saturday night was one. He finished highschool the year I started school, and I started school six months early (aged 4.5)... He looked very smart in his black drill pants (what else?), shiny new shoes, maroon and black vertically striped shirt and black tie (the woman at the men's clothing shop had tried to sell him a custard/tan tie, because apparently light coloured ties with dark shirts are the newest clothing "statement" for men, Dave reassured her his belly was more than enough statement for him)... There was one guy there dressed in a full suit but everyone else was apparently pretty casually dressed, so Dave was looking quite sharp in comparison. Not only that but his job (Graphic Designer/DTP) sounded very top notch too... AND then there was the fact, he had a wife 13 years younger than him, he'd never divorced, and he had three young boys. Overall he came off very successful, hahahaha! The guy who organised the night, his wife is four years younger than me, and 7.5 months pregnant with her first! So, he didn't have the youngest wife/family there, so he wasn't "weird" hahaha!...

The other spark for reflectin was a post on AB featuring photos of members from their teens and posing the question, had life turned out as people expected. When I thought aobut it, I have everything I ever dreamed off. Then again, I never expected to get these things. I never made many plans for my life at all. So, to have found a life partner, had three kids, gone to Uni, even finished a Masters are all above and beyond my expectations. To have been published is just amazing to me.

In fact, after having Bryn, I went through a period of WHAT NOW? Because basically, I'd achieved more than I'd ever hoped to, and so I had nothing to strive for anymore (that's the problem with peaking early, rofl)...

Material things are very important to several of my friends, and I think that is perfectly valid. These things have never been terribly important to me. Mostly, I think, because I don't like that feeling of wanting something out of reach, so then I tend to try and shift my focus. Besides which, I've always believed if something was important enough to me, I would find a way of achieving it. I guess in a number of ways I have done that. I fought for my kids. I got the camera I always dreamed off, i got the laptop, the dryer, the dining suite. Yes, these things took planning, but I'm not adverse to a bit of planning if that's what it takes...

So, yeah my life ain't too shabby...

One of my fave sayings has always been, "Expect nothing, and you'll never be disappoint". I've been told it's a very negative saying, but I see it as very positive. Everything that happens to me is a blessing, and I never ask myself why me when things don't work out, because I don't expect things to be great all the time...

Hahahaha, this is reading very self-congratulatory, I know, but I suppose I just realised that my life is pretty great :D, certainly compared to what I dreamt for myself when I was a teenager...

Comments

Kristie said…
I try to live by the phrase no expectations no disappointments with regards to Tara. If I don't expect her to sleep through the night, I can't be disappointed if she doesn't - and can feel extra special about the times she does.

I find the phrase very positive... everything is a reward then!

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