I am deeply craving my own adventures.
Dearest Friday reader,
How was your week?
Scott and I were having dinner on Tuesday night. Just us. Jack was at the gym and Tom is working away for the next two weeks. Dinner was a bit late for us. My sister will laugh at this –we usually have dinner around 530-600pm, she will often text at 700pm saying “just about to start cooking dinner” – that literally gives me anxiety. The last time we visited her on her beautiful families cattle property we had just got back to the house, it was about 6.00pm and she said, “should we have corn meat for dinner”? I was in shock and absolutely horrified- “absolutely not, think of something else”. (corn meat takes about 2 hours to cook)
Anyway, we were eating dinner at 630pm because I had just helped Tom book flights to Western Australia. His very best friend is travelling Australia for 6 months with is family, Tom had a goal of meeting them in Western Australia as soon as he found out about their lap around. I was gushing to Scott about how bloody proud I am of our boys – Jack got back from Vietnam 2 weeks ago (that was in another newsletter) he is planning to travel again at Christmas and now Tom flying to WA on his own and driving back is the ultimate road trip with his best mate. For context Google maps tells me the road trip is 5456km – it is halfway around Australia.
I am proud of them, happy for them, I love they are learning so much about themselves and the world around them.
I am also deeply craving my own adventures.
Scott and I went away to one of our favorite beach holiday spots in February - on the off chance they had a Christmas booking - I asked, they did, I booked a week at Christmas.
This is the place we have taken the boys for 5 Christmas’s when they were little, they made friends, we all made memories and this place is close to our hearts, and now I don’t want to go back for Christmas this year. I want somewhere new, somewhere I do not know and don’t feel nostalgic about it.
I want to see new landscapes, taste new foods, have new experiences. I don’t want a holiday; I want to experience travel with Scott.
I have never felt a restlessness like I do at the moment. Last weekend I was ready to pack up, just Scott and I, find a job in a remote town and work for 12 months, leave our boys in the house and have our own adventures. Scott said no – he was more focused on loving the turf he had just laid in the yard. The new turf made me feel more claustrophobic; kind of symbolically putting down more roots. We have lived in the same area our whole lives.
So, I am going to try and get a refund on the Christmas booking in Bryon Bay, and go somewhere new, and write and potter in my garden to try and feel into the root of this restlessness and need for adventure. I mean I don’t even like dinner at a different time of day but am ready to uproot everything.
PLEASE email me back if you have advice or experienced this.
Have a beautiful day
Melinda.
For a bit over three years I held mentoring conversations with women creatives, women in their own business, or creating projects. These sessions were to verbally process, to gain clarity, to have another woman to talk to. I will NEVER underestimate the power of one focused and deeply connected conversation. I love these women’s spaces and the impact they create. The last 9 months has taught me a lot and I know will intensify these mentoring conversations. I hold these on a Friday(Australia time), book below if you would like to chat.