Something old, something new!

We bought a car!
an old Van...

And now we have a new Plan!

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Time to get our home-making on.

Then, time to get our travel on.

I thought we could call her Aymu as her number plate suggests.
Had a crazy thought to paint her in black and white cow print...
Is this too crazy?

Looking forward to making Curtains :)


Any locations that are a must-see?
I'd love your advice!!

<3

Flabbergasted.

So...

Passport=really important document if you buy into this crazy system.

Trip to India=beginning tomorrow if you can go by our silly trust in the plans we've made.

Home=a place where we cannot find our passports if you can go buy the incredibly thorough quality of our search, my mothers search and my brothers search.

Landfill=where passports have most likely ended up via the recycling (yellow) bin.

I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS COULD HAVE HAPPENED!!!!
And I don't know who to blame, if anyone.

All I know is - I am FLABBERGASTED!

We have called all the important people and places and some.
We have asked all the right questions and some.

And we have come up with nothing that will allow us to get on that plane come Wednesday...

SO- we are gonna have to do something else :)

Any ideas???

For now, we are enjoying this wonderful chance to be content, go with the flow and be full of joy always.
It's going well.

We are so blessed to be in a position of freedom where we really can do whatever we want to do.
And there are many things that we want to do in our life-time.

WATCH THIS SPACE to see what comes of it all.

<3

On and Off again!!!

Hi friends!

We're ON again, online.
Get ready for regular updates, stories and musings from myself and from H, via this blog.

I can't imagine what we'll have to say but I'm sure it will be riveting (or the exact opposite, beware).

It's been a long time since I've been so involved with this internet entity, and it's been avoided for many reasons, but we're back again for a good reason, a worthwhile reason.

Reason = To keep in contact, and to remain contactable.
Because we're OFF again!

Off to India!

We leave Sydney on the morning of February the 22nd, and leave Australia on February 23rd at approximately 10.30am.
Leaving from Melbourne, we fly to Kuala (Koala) Lumpur, and after a short stop over we fly on to Mumbai, India.

And then we plan to make our way to a place considered home, Ahmedabad. (circled in red on map, and also spelt differently to how I thought was right...)

The plan is to adventure for a few years, around the planet. Mainly in India and The America's.
But only God knows what we will actually end up doing, and for how long.
One thing I know about H and I is that our "plans" mean crap-all.
We've made plans before and, well, we are yet to actually fulfill most of them.
We did, however, follow through on a few.
Marriage, getting jobs, saving money, having fun...
Check, check, check, check, check-mate.

Current plans,
-Quit jobs!!!
-Finish very-un-finished project of making wedding album/scrap-book.
-Somehow celebrate my mom's birthday.
-Move out over the duration of "next week".
-Get completely organised to leave:
-pack our carry-on luggage
-pack all our stuff up into my old little bedroom at mom's house (thanks mom!)
-pick up our hopefully-approved Visa's from the post office
-spend quality time with people we love
-get a debit card
-Spend a week in the lovely Crescent Head (where we got married almost a year ago) relaxing and having lots of fun times.
-Check that our super cheap flight still exists ($217 to Mumbai!!!).
-Leave.

Anyway, plans aside, we will be here, online, to keep in contact with who ever wants it.

So, we'll talk later I guess.

All the love in the world,
A.

I don't blog anymore.

Just letting the world know.
I don't blog anymore.
But I might one day in the distant future so I won't be clicking "delete" yet.

Good times.

I've been thinking [nothing extraordinary] about good times, and how bad times can sometimes steal away the good times.
Bad.

This is nothing spectacular but I learnt for myself over the past 12 months that it's vitally important to not let hurt and stubbornness steal away our smiles and joyful memories and precious moments and relationships. It's so easy for one bad moment with someone to erase all the good times and fond feelings that had been so present before.

One hurtful action or insensitive remark can rob us of the joy of knowing each other and has in the past made me feel like I wasn't allowed to remember the good times we'd had.
Absolute silliness, I say.
It's always important to remember the good times, and we should remember them more than the bad times. In fact, who's up for erasing the bad times altogether?
That's the way it should work!

Sometimes it takes some time, and time is a wonderful thing and something I am now learning to be grateful of.

It's just so important to let go and let love lead. Sounds corny as a box of popcorn. But it's real. And makes happiness way more accessible :D

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Something begins, and then it ends.
I guess you just have to be grateful for where it leaves you.

Under the scrutiny of the bathroom mirror.

I take the Cookies from the Cream, leaving only the boring bits left for sharing. And one thing I've learnt from my life is that the boring bits still taste good.
I'm a mess and it's hot and I skip to the bathroom to brush my teeth to prevent the icecream from decaying my teeth anymore than it already has.
Who eats icecream before 11am anyway!??!
I think only me...

I look in the mirror and decide to do something with myself.
My hair is everywhere and nowhere proper, my eyes are tired and puffy and my face is showing signs that betray it's morning-icecream-secret.
What do I want? What should I do? What should I NOT do?

I'm smart enough to know that "things", the things I've wanted and dreamt of, don't make me happy for long. And sure, some of the things I used to dream of are part of my everyday existence now. And it's hard to see them in the same way I did when they were only a dream, something I would have done anything for.
They lost their glitter not long after I could call them mine.
Some things I had spent years dreaming of suddenly meant nothing when they came to me.
I've disrespected the dream, I've thrown it away, I've damaged my drive- and it's too scary to try again.
Can you have a dream come true twice?
Maybe I'm about to find out.
Maybe you can have whatever you want, as many times as you demand.
Maybe I'm over seeing other people in my place...

I leave the bathroom looking more like a lady and feeling more like myself.
See you soon World :)