“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowline, sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Mark Twain
We have a relative from Australia staying with us at the moment, she arrived late last night and is a little ball of energy. She is my mum’s 2nd cousin’s daughter or something, but our family is so small she might as well be my 1st cousin. Mum is spending the next few days touring round the North West with her and showing her some of her dad’s old haunts, where he used to live and such. She left Oz at the beginning of December and has mad e her way west over the last 2 months. The first month she spent with some (now ex-) friends and she has spent the last month in Berlin on her own, having a whale of a time.
She is 22, so quite old in the traveller scheme of things but still 4 years younger than me. She is also tiny, like 5ft nothing and looks about 14. When I went to pick her up she has these 2 huge bags of stuff that has been her world for the past 2 months and I think she is pretty happy to be in a home rather than a hotel or hostel.
Hearing about her travels made me ask myself if I could ever do the travelling thing. Having a Gap Year was never something that was an option – my parents have never had many rules but one of them was I couldn’t break my education (they rightly feared that I would never return to get a degree). If I wanted to travel when I graduated then that was fine, providing I had saved up enough money to fund it.
But as you probably know, uni didn’t turn out the way I had hoped, so at 21 I still wasn’t in a position to see the world. Off I went to university mark 2 and spent 2 years getting an actual degree. Cut to 2009, I graduate and am about to turn 24 and the urge to go away had passed. I was too old for roughing it and if I was going to see the world it needed to be in hotels not dormitories.
I’ve never felt an urge to flee Europe. I’ve been to NYC and it was an experience I’ll never forget in a city I immediately fell in love with. I’d love to see more of America and South America (Jilly Cooper writing about Argentinian polo players has inspired me!) and of course one day I’d love to go and visit the distant relatives we have in Australia. But it has always been a “maybe one day” thing for me, never a “I need to do this now” thing.
Recent events have shown me that life is short, through our own doing or through actions entirely alien to us. Every day I head home bracing myself for more bad news. I need to start planning my life and having goals and not just meandering through life without any purpose. This weight loss is a massive ongoing goal for me, but aside from that I need to decide what I want to do with my life.
See the world. Move out of home. Get a new car. (Win the lottery?!) Live in a city for a while and move back to the country when I grow jaded. (Inspiration for that taken from this song, obviously).
Don’t live your life with regrets and no ambition. Do what you want to do and stuff the people who say you can’t. Get rid of the toxic relationships in your life and forge new friendships with people who see why you are ace. I’m beginning to realise through this process that I have a lot of people around me who love me to pieces, meaning those who are out to hurt me I do not need to keep around. I’d rather have a handful of great friends than lots of people I can only say hello to and not much else.
This week has been ok so far. Went out for a meal with Colour of Money (congrats on your news lady!!) and Oh Em Geee. (Ha!). Gorgeous restaurant in Southport, modern with an Italian feel. Had 3 courses and splurged. The dessert was to die for. Definitely a good find and I think we will be returning.
Work has been pretty hardcore this week, effectively 4 team members down and me and Geeraffe holding the fort, pressure cooker-o-rama. Wedding on Saturday, 2 days off then I am counting down to the Lost Weekend, Wales and some well needed time at home.
Not sure how my weight loss will go this week. Ideally I want to lose 3 pounds then I only have 2 to go until I’ve lost a stone – unbelievable!!!
Thinking about: Broski and Saturday
Loves to: Mrs B, Mrs T2B, Patsy, COM, OMG
Planning: Trip to Wales in a few weeks, lovely Welsh comforts
Video of the day: Disney Gorgeousness
Song of the day: Friends, Friend Crush