Wednesday 22 October 2014

Out with the mad and in with the glad.

Awhile ago I was drafting a blog post that started a bit like this... 'Here is a list of all the things I hate'.

Lately I've been consumed by this feeling of hatred, anger and frustration. I'm not sure if the feeling created the thoughts and the whole thing grew from there or if the thoughts came first but what I do know is that it doesn't matter.

What I know now (thanks to Eli) is that by focusing on the negative and by giving power to my inner bitch, I am just making myself unhappy and coping less and less with all the bullshit that crops up in my life (eg. exams, bitchy people who should grow up, bad drivers, flab etc).

So, in order to turn the tables on the well trodden route of negativity in my brain, here is a list of all the things that I am grateful for.

friends. You guys are the best.
family. I've recently uncovered a heap of information on my Dad's family that I never knew. I'm super grateful to come from a family of strong, educated women who quite literally, ain't need no man.
food. I'm really appreciating pears, banana smoothies, greek feta, silverbeet and whole free range chickens that only cost $6.99.
my body. Even though I don't love the way I look all the time, I do love my body for allowing me to climb mountains, ride my bike, lift things, eat things, excrete things and love other people.
my education. I don't even really know how to put this into words but I just feel so blessed to be able to read, write and think critically in a world that is too often dominated by weak politicians, hearsay and propaganda. Thanks brain.

That's enough positivity for one day.

Dee x.


Sunday 12 October 2014

12.10.14

Things I'm looking forward to this week:

Getting my hair did. Blonde bob, be mine.
Feeling the relative freedom that comes with the end of week 13.
Getting crunk to celebrate said end of week 13.
Watching Gone Girl.
Seeing a physio and hopefully getting my dud knee fixed.
Riding my bike.
Being in Hobart.
Signing up to my next block of Go Booty.
Memorising the names, function and origin of the 12 cranial nerves (mmmm yes, fun).
Dinner dates with friends.

Dee x.

Monday 6 October 2014

Burnie v Hobart

When the opportunity to spend two weeks living with Alex in Burnie arose, I jumped. I thought to myself, 'nursing prac? what nursing prac? I'm going to spend two weeks hanging with my boyf'. But you see, I was wrong. The nursing prac, although sometimes a bit slow, was all consuming. I was vacant, tired, distracted when I was done for the day and all I really wanted was to be at home, cooking in my own kitchen and eating dinner overlooking glorious Hobart, not staring into the world's ugliest courtyard from Alex's kitchen table.

Here is a totally biased list of the things that make Burnie and Hobart what they are.

Burnie

bakeries fresh out of the 70's
bogans
empty streets
a truly massive woolworths with a disproportionately small range of items
one hours drive from Cradle
beeeeeautiful beaches
tulips
dominant primary industry
young kids, young parents and old people
whale sightings from the main drag.
rain
Waratah (NSW varieties) growing on the nature strip

Hobart

pigeon hole bread
a sentient mountain to keep me company
bonsoy flat whites
people on bikes
french cheese
tree lined streets
traffic
MONA/ tourism/ culture
people between the ages of twenty and thirty
shops that have competition
a sense of community


Until Sunday Hobart, I'll keep dreaming of you.

Dee x.