Time and thoughts can be one's enemies. They seems to fester off each other when you have an abundance. Since returning to South Africa and subsequently starting my life again (and job hunting) there are times I am exceptionally bored. It is extremely restrictive to be without a car and life feels quite caged in. So there, that is it at the moment...
...but wait, I decided to turn this around. Many people would love to have time on their hands. So part of me knows I am lucky. Though, I've done most of what I wanted to do since coming back, I am going to think deeper about things I always wanted to do but never had time to.
I am also going to formulate a list of possible articles I could write for a job that will come up.
And since cooking soothes my nerves, I will spend more time in the kitchen! Yes, cooking does calm me. Even though there are not many people available to eat what I prepare, maybe I can merely give the food away as well.
I've always wanted to get back into an exercise routine. I managed to tally up my at-home-equipment and I have quite a variety. So, I am going to try to make myself physically strong. My petite frame tends to leave me unable to open many a jar.
Maybe I could even try to learn something new - like tai chi. I went for one disastrous class in London and came away with a book. Better to embarrass myself with me as my only audience.
The Male Parental Unit occasionally allows me to make use of his wheels, so I think I should take full advantage when I do get the opportunity. And no, that does not meet clocking an insane speed limit next to the boundaries on the N1 highway.
And I think I began these changes on a fabulous note today - I made pancakes for breakfast.
The Parental Units love to see me cringe - they are always telling me when I was conceived. *cringe*blech!* Anyway that fateful day was the 5th February, while they visited India. The doctor estimated I would be born on the 31st October. How wonderful it would have been to have a Halloween birthday! But no, I was impatient and decided to say hello to the world today, 27 years ago.
Days such as today always make me take stock of my life. And recently I realised maybe it is patience I need to learn. The word alone makes me scowl mentally. I realised I've sorely lacked it because I always liked to get things done. And starting over again in South Africa takes time. Lots and lots of it. So along with learning patience (cringe), I want to think up new life goals so I can work towards something, anything...else I will drift around aimlessly like a burnt orange autumn leaf.