this blog is neglected i know, but one has been busy. its strange but it seems that the lives of all the people close to me (and me) are interesting at the moment. there are dramas (some of them serious but generally not "major") but all of them together make life just a little bit interesting.
in some instances the parts do not know the whole so my apologies for being distracted/aloof/distant. i think of you all often i promise even if it is only fleetingly.
so what is actually happening in Dullsville:
- grandad is back in hospital (nothing serious it seems). he was struggling to get around - then he gets admitted to hospital and it now appears he is doing laps (go figure)
- nanna is getting better (but she will need some pretty major back surgery sooner or later
- georgia is being repatriated back to Australia. it sometimes happens when all monetary reserves run out
- nan and pop seem to be going ok (she has 300+ cds, a buddha, a couple of metal dogs and some more freebies on the way, he has steroids)
- maggie (a real dog) passed away today
- fi and Kee are battling on in Melbourne (one of Kee's cousins has terminal cancer - ps girls get a pap smear done regularly)
= sue and jeff are still trying to work out how to manage the transition to London (and the WA Govt arent really that helpful - frankly i am being kind. maybe one day i will actually tell the story to inside cover)
- jeff has stopped working in the BWS and has cut back his hours to 3 days to help the company he is working for weather the global economic storm
other than all that things are damn rosy. so please forgive me if i leave you out. i care for you all and i will be back
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
life she is a changing again
the past few months have been busier (at least in a structured way) than those n the recent past before them and things are going to change over the coming months:
- nanna has had her ops and is getting better and Grandad went home (tuesday) after spending his time in respite care for ~2 months. as with every situation there is always good and bad. while it was necessary it was "awful" (and i am sure i will never go here - the smell alone affected me everytime). however, it provided the opportunity for us to spend more time together than would have been likely otherwise. i really enjoyed these times - even when we sat and said nothing!!
- i am giving up the bottleshop (i like it but it was getting to be too hard) but
- i am changing my consulting arrangement as well (moving from 5 days to 3) so while the money might go down again for a while i will have some freer (or certainly less structured) time over the next couple of months which might come in handy.
- we are going to London for sure
- nan/pop are kicking arse (no kidding) - give me some of their drugs
one thing which isnt changing - i am still not sleeping well!!
- nanna has had her ops and is getting better and Grandad went home (tuesday) after spending his time in respite care for ~2 months. as with every situation there is always good and bad. while it was necessary it was "awful" (and i am sure i will never go here - the smell alone affected me everytime). however, it provided the opportunity for us to spend more time together than would have been likely otherwise. i really enjoyed these times - even when we sat and said nothing!!
- i am giving up the bottleshop (i like it but it was getting to be too hard) but
- i am changing my consulting arrangement as well (moving from 5 days to 3) so while the money might go down again for a while i will have some freer (or certainly less structured) time over the next couple of months which might come in handy.
- we are going to London for sure
- nan/pop are kicking arse (no kidding) - give me some of their drugs
one thing which isnt changing - i am still not sleeping well!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
life in the faster lane
life above ground generally speaking is a good thing, but i suspect for many it is actually a chore.
i reckon the past 18 months have made me a more grounded and in my own mind a better (but still no way close to a perfect)person.
Philosophically, i have reached the "tipping" point where one says one should have a good life (rather than simply have a long life) and frankly i personally will not grow old (and be infirm) for the sake of it.
my attitude to what looks like success and especially to money/property has changed drastically i think (but if i had none i might not be so philosophical about it) to one where i now think money/property is simply a means to an end rather than an end (or symbol) in itself. having said that clearly we do not live yet (i will win lotto one day) in a world where money is no object.
however, that is not my key thought (well nearly its not). having spent some time on the bench (as a "redundant person") and more recently having spent some time in the "faster" lane i have come to have a different view or it.
the world is simply a network of maybe faster lanes -like highways next to freeways or Autobahns.
if you are in any one of these lanes on a busy day it can look like an autobahn (bit like some women/men look better/bigger after a skin full of your favourite alcohol). but in reality life is sometimes not an autobhahn but simply just a fast highway lane turning into a country lane if something doesnt change soon.
rushing around like an "idiot" in a small car on a small highway will never solve the problem.
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its related i think
a man goes to see a hooker and he says "honey do you take american express." she retorts - "honey you pay your money you can go as fast as you like".
the question here is - was he driving on a country road or an autobahn?? the size of the tunnels may not be relevant.
maybe he will never know unless he stops (at some point) and looks around.
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the more time i now spend in the faster lane the less enamoured i am to it overall. there seem to me to be too many "idiots" running around madly "shouting" at people.
but that might just be a symptom of my age or experiences.
maybe my lotto ticket will save me and allow me to get out onto the bikepaths of life.
i reckon the past 18 months have made me a more grounded and in my own mind a better (but still no way close to a perfect)person.
Philosophically, i have reached the "tipping" point where one says one should have a good life (rather than simply have a long life) and frankly i personally will not grow old (and be infirm) for the sake of it.
my attitude to what looks like success and especially to money/property has changed drastically i think (but if i had none i might not be so philosophical about it) to one where i now think money/property is simply a means to an end rather than an end (or symbol) in itself. having said that clearly we do not live yet (i will win lotto one day) in a world where money is no object.
however, that is not my key thought (well nearly its not). having spent some time on the bench (as a "redundant person") and more recently having spent some time in the "faster" lane i have come to have a different view or it.
the world is simply a network of maybe faster lanes -like highways next to freeways or Autobahns.
if you are in any one of these lanes on a busy day it can look like an autobahn (bit like some women/men look better/bigger after a skin full of your favourite alcohol). but in reality life is sometimes not an autobhahn but simply just a fast highway lane turning into a country lane if something doesnt change soon.
rushing around like an "idiot" in a small car on a small highway will never solve the problem.
__________________________________
its related i think
a man goes to see a hooker and he says "honey do you take american express." she retorts - "honey you pay your money you can go as fast as you like".
the question here is - was he driving on a country road or an autobahn?? the size of the tunnels may not be relevant.
maybe he will never know unless he stops (at some point) and looks around.
_________________________________
the more time i now spend in the faster lane the less enamoured i am to it overall. there seem to me to be too many "idiots" running around madly "shouting" at people.
but that might just be a symptom of my age or experiences.
maybe my lotto ticket will save me and allow me to get out onto the bikepaths of life.
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