Finding time
In the blink of an eye, another weekend has come and gone. It’s a familiar feeling that many of us experience - the sensation that time is flying by, leaving us wondering where the hours and days have vanished to.
It’s another grey and rainy monandaeg in Melbourne, Australia, which is perfect weather for writing in a blog or two). Unfortunately I had a big night on Saturday and I’m only just recovering (should’ve had an earlier night than I did last night, it seems).
Whenever I catch up with my friends these days, it is with the realisation that I’ve only got a limited amount of time before I leave the country. Now, I don’t mean that I feel sad that I won’t be able to hang around with my friends – quite a number of them are travelling themeselves, or preparing to – but rather it’s only when relaxing that I realise just how much there is to get done before the big day.
Our family is spread out across Australia: to visit them, we need to visit almost all of the capital cities in each state. And we will need to visit them before we go! For longer than just a cup of coffee and a biscuit! Then there are the things that I want to do, the experiences that I want to have that are either distinctly Australian, or most suited to be done here (skydiving, scuba diving, rally driving, camping out in the bush, surfing and snowboarding … to name a few!). Am I going to have the time (and financial backing) to be able to get to all these things?
I figure that once we get “on the road” there is going to be so many other things to see and do, and we might forget or miss out on things. I mean, of course we will!! We should be paying attention to what we’re doing, not wondering where to go for a surf or a helicopter ride!
Anyway, it just means that I’m planning all these things, figuring out how to fit them in and afford them, and which I really want to do. Which is in itself actually kind of fun!
