Out of Africa.

Ha.  I made a funny.

But seriously, we’ve been in Africa (Botswana, Zambia and South Africa) for the last three weeks. I’m up to my eyeballs in photos, and GoPro footage and hope to have the best bits uploaded by this weekend.

Here is my aeroplane airconditioning-parched eyeball, by the way.

I’m going to say something that, in my head at least, only latte-sipping, oversized-slouchy-sweater-wearing wankers say, and I apologise in advance – but if you get the chance to go to Africa, my god woman, you have to go! It is amazing. The sheer scale of the place, the plains stretching out and out, the thunder of the Zambezi River as it flings itself over Victoria Falls, listening to the faint roar of a lion on the hunt as you settle into bed at night, and did I mention THE BABY ELEPHANTS?!?!

I have been to the Cradle of Life.  Have you?

Get to know the Real Me #2

2. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Let’s see – in 5 years, I will be 33 years old.  I’m not sure what I’ll be doing, or even where I want to be.  To be honest, I’m not really sure what I’m doing or where I want to be next week (ha).  But no, seriously.

Ace and I are fairly adamant right now about NOT having kids any time soon – I personally cringe at the thought of being responsible so completely for a tiny, dependent human being.  I love other people’s children, and delight in all that squishy baby stuff, as long as it belongs to someone else. That may change, but right now, my 5 year ‘plan’ (I have to use quote marks, I apologise, but it is hardly a plan at all) does not include children.  I’d really like a cat though.  A  black one.  Ace wants a dog.

I will still be training in martial arts.  I’m a lifer when it comes to karate.  I hope in 5 years, Ace has had the opportunity to try and run the karate club as a business, and is successfully teaching martial arts and self defence full time.  I hope I will still be playing roller derby, and maybe I’ll even be really good at it by then.

I might still be working where I work now?  My boss is a very nice boss, the hours are flexible and my job is pretty easy.  I have picked up a bit of extra veterinary nurse work to fill in some gaps in both my time and my brain, and hopefully I’ll still be doing that.  Perhaps I’ll be veterinary nursing full-time?  At least the vet clinic is only a 10 minutes drive from my house, rather than the 45-60 minute drive to the office where I work full-time currently.

This has kind of been a non-answer.  I don’t know where I will be in 5 years, except that it will be with Ace, and that’s enough for me.

Ugh, April.

Well hi April.  I didn’t see you sidle in the door.  Why are you here already? WHY?!? However, thank you for giving me Autumn, the season of skirts and boots.

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Some crazy (busy with work, karate, roller derby, family), yet lazy (been so busy, just want to watch Buffy) months have just flown by – I have glimpses of house work (when does the washing/tidying/cleaning end!? NEVER?! What do you mean NEVER?!), yard work, lots of driving back and forth from work (an hour each way sometimes, that’s TWO HOURS of my day just GONE), family dinners, preparations for karate classes and gradings, and more roller derby than one could poke a referee at.

Ross and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary yesterday, too.  Dinner at The Meat & Wine Co. on Southbank, Melbourne. Here’s some photahs…

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My intentions regards blogging are irrelevant.  I’m learning to let go of anxiety surrounding construction of mountains made from molehills – a job I am far too qualified at.  I’ll post when I remember to, and that’s OK.

Oh, and it’s not just me, or you.  Even little kids in my karate class are saying ‘wow, summer went past really quickly!’ – and kids don’t say that.  Kids see summer stretch on and on and on.  Jeez, I miss kid summers.