Skip to main content

Stock take...

I've just realised I've been working full time for three months now. I have never worked full time for this long. That probably sounds strange considering I'm 45 years old, but during the past 27 years of my adulthood I've studied and/or parented babies, so not so surprising really. I'm very grateful to have this job, and to have pretty much walked into a full time job with so much freedom. I have full autonomy in this position, as long as I keep producing the goods.

So, what have I achieved so far? Well, I've put Vision Australia in the north and west of Melbourne in contact with all ten councils in our region, and attended several disability network meetings representing the organisation. I've been offered the vice president role of a board within one of the councils. I've put us in contact with several organisations besides. I've established on new activity out of the centre and have two others in the pipeline. I've taken stock of current client contact, and potential for expansion. I've presented at a university. And so many more incidental activities. I believe I've had a productive three months.

Three months speeds by when you keep yourself occupied. I am aware though that working full time doesn't leave a lot of time, or energy, for doing much else. Besides going to the Van Gogh exhibition earlier this month, I've basically spent most of my weekends on the minimising project. Every Monday without fail I am asked, 'How was your weekend, what did you do?' and every Monday my response usually is, 'I decluttered.' (hmmm, spellcheck doesn't recognise the word 'decluttered', I wonder if that is a reflection of our society's consumerist ideology?). Sometimes I wonder if my life seems boring?

I don't feel bored, but then again, I seriously don't know what feeling bored actually feels like. I've never in all my life - that I can remember - felt bored. Maybe I should feel bored? I don't know. This little uneventful life is just right for me at the moment. I feel content. Possibly that is because all the stress of the past few years has evaporated. I haven't felt this free in a long time. I am feeling very grateful for all of this. For having savings, and cash in my pocket. For having something stimulating where my work is appreciated and not endlessly criticised. Where I don't feel small and as if I am a nuisance. It is a great relief.

So, give me uneventful for now. Give me stability and autonomy. Give me tiredness and sound sleep. Give me a routine. One day I might want more, and then I'll seek more. I'll go to more places and participate more in my community. For now though, I'm content with working during the week and decluttering on the weekend. Listening to novels on my commute. Connecting people. For now not having much to talk about on Monday mornings is enough.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

12 Things Happy People Do Differently - a self-reflection...

A few days ago a Facebook friend posted the above poster on her wall. I believe she got these points from this blog which she enjoys reading, and the bloggers on the Marc and Angel Hack Life blog derived their discussion of these points from this book, available on Amazon - you're welcome! I have to admit, I haven't read the blog or the book I've just mentioned but wanted my readers to have access to the sources of the poster for their own reflective purposes.
The New Year will be upon us in but a few days and I thought this a great opportunity to do a little personal assessment on how I'm playing the happy game. I'm often not very happy at all - I don't need to be happy all the time, let me just say that up front - I personally believe that life is a balancing act and those who seek euphoria often will also often feel desolation because in all things there must be balance. The great riches of the few on this planet come at the personal cost of the many as is …

The symbolism of elephants...

Just recently I've been seeing and noticing elephants everywhere!

A few weeks ago I saw the Samsung Elephant Ad, and watching that led me to watching a video with an elephant painting (seriously, you have to watch it to believe it!).

Then last night the boys told me they were having a free dress day at school to raise money for 'Mali the Elephant' - who turned out to be a paper maché statue which the children will paint and then show around the council before it comes back to the school to stand outside the performing arts room.

Then this morning I followed a link from Twitter to Toushka Lee's blog and read this post about an elephant orphanage in Sri Lanka.

This morning the Grumpy Old Man did another driving test and unfortunately didn't pass. We've booked his next test and are looking forward to that now. About ten minutes before he walked in the door I saw this poster on Facebook...


At the time, I didn't know if the Grumpy Old Man had been successful or …

Alone... And Stuff...

Do you ever just need to be alone?



As the boys are growing up, we have more times when the house is quiet. The youngest will be asleep. One will be reading, one will be playing on his computer with headphones on, one will be painting and there is stillness.

Sometimes, even that is not enough.

Sometimes I crave being alone, with no possibility of someone suddenly realising they have to tell me something important or ask me a question or even just crash about in the kitchen.

Sometimes I crave S P A C E, lots and lots of space, being able to walk from room to room without encountering another soul.

This is how I felt when I woke up this morning, so instead of getting ready for work, I decided to stay home. Get up, but not go anywhere, no hear the sound of my own voice, or anyone else's.

I think this might just be part of getting older. After a lifetime of chasing after other people and trying not to be alone, my mind and body is full of thoughts, experiences, feelings, and busy-ness …