From my window

This morning as I sat at my computer contemplating my last day at work with mixed emotions I heard a noise.
I knew it was a hot air balloon (we get them regularly) but didn’t realise how close or low this one was until I looked. So I grabbed my camera and shot outside. No time to double check settings as the balloon was going down fast. I’ve done some minor adjustments in editing software but that’s about it.

Through my Lens – Midweek Edition

Thank you all for answering my poll the other day.
The most popular answer was to keep doing what I am doing. If I knew what that was, I would keep doing it however I will continue to muddle through as best as I can until I work out exactly what it is that I am doing! 😉
The next most popular was more photography. So I have decided to do a midweek “Through my Lens” also.
Today, I take you to a little place on the coast of New South Wales called South West Rocks.

Just another normal night. What is normal anyway?

I live in a house of quirk. I have blogged about this before.
My family have the weirdest sense of humour and the problem is, we all get it!!
But last night takes the cake.

What I’m working on…..

Let’s see. What am I working on in my life right now?
I am working on maintaining my calm.
I confess that the past couple of days, I have snapped more than necessary and the poor GG has copped my raised voice. In my defense, he wasn’t entirely innocent however I should not have snapped. I don’t usually snap at people but sometimes I do. And I don’t like it.
I am working on getting through the week.
There is nothing worse than knowing that you have four days left to work and a whole bucketload of stuff to be done before your final minutes and not wanting to be there at all.

Through my Lens – One day late

Yesterday was a glorious day for weather.
The sun was shining. It was not too hot and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. All in all, it was a beautiful Autumn Day.
We had decided that we were going to meet up with the GG’s family and visit places in the Mt Barney area that were holding open days however the night before the Garden Gnome put on his car enthusiast hat and announced we were also going to get up early and to a Swap Meet and Car Show. He was more interested in the swap meet as he is chasing parts for our old girl but I was more interested in the cars.

Thought for today

I apologise for the down and out posts over the past week or so. I want you to know that I am not always down, injured or feeling sorry for myself.
My back has surrendered to the two pronged assault from the Volatrin and the heat packs and now acts as if it never had a care in the world.
So today we are going out and about.
We are heading off to a swap meet and car show in a few minutes and then later we are going country driving with the in-laws. Lots of photo opportunities for sure.
Anyway, this morning, I woke up and looked at the print on the wall beside my bed and thought “I want to share this with you”.

The things we take for granted

Yesterday my finicky back decided it had had enough of just taunting me at odd times throughout the day with it’s stabbing pains and aches and completely throw the towel in and have a full-blown tantrum.
It wasn’t too bad when I was seated but the minute I tried to move, it would begin to snap and snarl causing immeasurable pain in the process.
After taking 10 minutes to prepare my breakfast, I decided that eating standing up would be far more manageable than having to ease in and out of a sitting position at the dining room table. Given that I had to be at work in half an hour, and I was moving in slow motion to complete any task, remaining standing was the easier option.

On my way

As of today, I have only one week left of full time work.
Am I scared? Hell yeh.
Surviving on no income at all is going to be difficult. We are lucky that we have some reserves to keep us going for a short time.
Am I excited? Hell yeh.
Not having to worry each day how much stress or anxiety will impact my day is going to be wonderful.
But I face the future with some trepidation.

Last night I was flicking through a book by Wayne Dyer  called “Your Erroneous Zones”. It is the first book he ever wrote and I have had it sitting in my book pile for some time now. However the other night, I read an email from Hay House in which Wayne talks about a quote in one chapter of this book. It interested me so I thought I would pull the book out and read this chapter.