Travelling without moving

One of the delights of living in the Hebrides is the mammoth amount of planning that needs to go into travelling anywhere. I think it will stand my children in good stead, that they will become familiar with timetables, weather reports, weight limits and check in times. Its useful to know how to get somewhere on public transport without just hopping in the car.

The latest piece of research has been for a solo trip for a change, just me, hand luggage only, destination Suffolk and Mum’s new retirement flat. The trick is to take as little as possible on the way down, because you’re bound to pick up more stuff for the journey home! Shops, chain stores, bargains, sentimental nick nacks, they’ll all somehow find their way into your bag and leave you balancing it on a set of scales the night before your journey home.

It is so exciting! You never think about the travel sickness, or the stress or the boredom when you’re planning to travel again. Just the feeling of going, a clear horizon, the wind in your sails, an adventure begins!  Life is not the destination, its the journey. A journey feels brand new, a blank page. What thoughts will you have on the way? What will you see thats new and unusual? Who will you appear to be to strangers on the way? What will you look like through other peoples eyes? What lives will you see in other peoples faces?  What different faces will you see?

Its only functional journey this time, a brief connect with family members, but when you live on an island, a trip away is always abroad!

 

A few of my favourite things..

Having a star shaped lie in

A new idea

An adventurous trip out

A beautiful view

A personal accomplishment

Smelling the tree

Having a good choice in the fridge

Time for hugs and kisses

The bumper Radio Times

Old films that bring back memories of home

A 2nd hand themed plate for 40p

Home baking for sale

Sunday evenings with no Monday mornings

Not rushing, anything

Doing what you like, thinking about …anything…

…these are a few of my favourite things

Hot-desking

A work friend of mine has recently moved buildings. Being hailed as a newly arranged  ‘public sector hub’ they are now required to hot-desk, packing their things away into a drawer at the end of every day.  (The hub building is well known for being over occupied by the Education Services department of the local council, so it is not a co-incidence that some of their school ways have transferred over)

The delay in any new blog posts is partly due to my own situation of hot-desking at home. Its an excuse I know, just as is:

Cant find my glasses

Too tired

Just need to do this first

I don’t have anything to say…

etc etc procrastination has an answer for everything…. in my case I think I’m just lazy.

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So the Christmas break from paid employment has given me a wonderful resource to play with – time. I love to feel it stretch out in front of me, a huge expanse that I can slot anything into. I can tidy at my own pace, plan to read (and then not), think about cooking instead of just produce it, organise the things that make life better when time disappears again. I love it when time is MY OWN.

So this Christmas I have started to prepare for when I can go back to how we used our time when we first moved to Lewis. I used to joke that I had never worked as hard when I had a job.  Every moment was filled, but not every moment was filed. At paid employment you feel guilty if every second is not actively ‘working’. With unpaid employment of your own everything is connected, not compartmentalised, so even time spent on the sofa thinking, is still productive. (Most people aren’t paid to think, they’re paid to do, even if the doing is thinking task. It may be for the boss, for the team, or for the cause.)

So hopefully I will share some of these dreams for MY OWN employment here – this will certainly give me something to say, so long as I can find my glasses and put a wash on first….

 

If you don’t know where to start, just start

This phrase got me through the exhausting years of having young children and still stands up as a fundamental truth and mantra now. Though it was usually used when needing to tidy the house, life can can also, often, need a lot of tidying.

This photo actually featured on CBBC , they were obviously so impressed with the level of tidying avoidance

So at last, I’m back to the blog and hoping to keep things light and complete-able. It seems when you try and get clever, you suffer from procrastination. The solution is to start with something easy and who knows, you may find brilliance along the way. Baby steps, as they say.

For more advice on how to overcome procrastination, see this blog.

Just do it

Transference

It really is time I got back to writing again. I like it, it’s fun, it does me good. But transferring from a laptop to a phone means using an app now and that teeny tiny on screen keyboard. Not to mention the predictive text! Don’t get me started on predictive text!!!?! What does current Ai think us humans are trying to say?! It is surely just taking the p#@? and robbing us of our own unique voices. Stop squeezing us into the same box….. Oh no… See I started…. Anyway, here’s some hope for a fulfilling and satisfying future full of enlightening writing experiences.