But it is a beautiful visitor to have on your balcony.
Our choice of names for this little person are a little bit alternative. Here's the list so far (a mix of boy and girl names)
Chance
Sunny
Everest
Cedar
Eddie Knuckles
Juniper (Junie)
Lennox
Cash
Goldie
Kodiak
Other
Some weeks are tougher to start than others, and sometimes you need a little creative visualisation to kick your fears to the curb.
Work slows down, the weather heats up and there are tons of beaches up the coast of NSW to choose from. It is tradition for us Aussies to do a bit of a road trip around Christmas time, but this year Steve and I decided to go west. We headed to Broken hill, our first time in outback NSW. We saw tons of Kangaroos, wild boar, flocks of screaming birds, and a surprising number of feral goats.
The wind was dry and the heat intense. I took cold showers a couple of times a day and enjoyed every stormy change the skies offered up.
The Perry Sandhills were a glimpse of what lies further west, hot red earth, the ancient heart of our country. So much more to be explored.
1. Perfect = kidding your self.
If I try to be a perfect person, I will stop being exactly who I am, the real me.
2. Perfect = hatin'.
Hating on yourself cause you are never good enough, being jealous of others that you perceive as having the 'perfect life' and even hating on those that do not meet your perfect expectations.
3. Perfect = dull.
Variety is the spice of our imperfectly, perfect lives! The staleness of a family masquerading perfection in their perfect home in their perfect neighbourhood... it's just so cheesy, so lame. Where is the creativity?
4. Perfect = impossible.
If I try to measure up agains perfect, I will always feel like I am failing.
Sometimes though, we are lead to believe that we can achieve unrealistic ideals. Media and advertising make their money on trying to convince you that you can lose that 20kg in 4 weeks... Or that you should be married by the time you are 30... Or that every dad should be able to make 100k/a – and have time to get to the gym – and make it to the kids music recital...
It is hard to navigate through this invented world, but for the sake of my own happiness I am trying to structure my own perception of things, trying to stop the internal upchuck.
Embrace your odd socks, live a happier life and read more about owning your imperfections here.
A truly magic moment, and super shitty iPhone photo. From somewhere above Greenland (I think).
