I wake up each morning at 5 to the incessant sound of the alarm. Like clockwork, I get dressed for the gym, have a coffee, feed the cats, pick up my bags and leave home. I hit the gym hard for 45 minutes, then drive to work, shower and start my day at 8. I work till 5 and fight the traffic to head home. I have dinner, watch a bit of telly, blog a bit and chat with Mr Imperfect. We go to bed and then it starts all over again.
This is my life. This is my routine. But as much as I love routine, there is a part of me that just wants to leave this all behind. Well, not the cats or Mr Imperfect or my exercise.
I don’t really know what I want. It can’t be a mid-life crisis.
I kinda yearn to quit my job, sell my apartment, and move down the south coast and live in a cottage by the sea. With Mr Imperfect and the kitties. We could run a bed and breakfast perhaps. Or even a local cafe. We could go for walks by the beach. I could wake up and watch the sun rise. I’d see kangaroos in my backyard and think nothing of it. I could write for hours on end. On the blog and other stuff I keep putting off. I could read. Oh, I could read all the 80-odd books just screaming to be read on my bookshelf. And of course, I could buy a whole lot more. I could explore the unknown and make my own adventures. Mr Imperfect could fish. And we could snorkel and swim. I could, for once, really slow down in life.
There is an itch to get out of my comfort zone and to ditch the routine. I feel like getting away from it all. Yet at the same time, I don’t. I am a city girl at heart. I have always loved my busy and fast-paced life.
But I wonder if something is changing.
Do you ever have that itch to change things? What have you done about it and how did it go?
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Until next time,