Monday 11 February 2013

Road Trip

Rosie has been super pooped and a little less shiny. 
Work is crazy and pushing my very small limits.
So rather than sleep for two days this week, I brought Penfold for a Road Trip up north.
We both loved the drive, roaring around long sweeping bends with a backdrop its hard to believe isn't a painting.
Sitting at lunch time with wine and my book, bliss.  But not as much as visiting Thermal pools, like sitting in a bath in the sunshine!  I kept almost falling asleep and came out so relaxed I was space cadet number one.

Eating out on my own was always something I enjoyed and has been a while.  Its fascinating watching how other people behave and interact when out for dinner.  Laughing to myself how rude and arrogant people are to people who are just doing there job. I just feel sorry for them, they lose so much being that way.  But contrasted by lovely kind, laid back people who arn't self important,  seeing the glow around them.  It was like watching a play from the back seats, love it, people are fascinating.

A playing kitten and tortured mum wandering around the resturant.  One of the waitresses telling me how much she liked my skirt, that she saw me earlier and was admiring it.  Dipping in and out of the world in my book to the world I'm in, perfect.

The mountains here are glorious and regal, they are always there, no matter what is put in front of them.  Like a deep soulful place, just out of reach, always seeming far away.

So my second day off will be filled with a walk (meander), brunch and the smile inducing drive back down to the penninsula.
To what feels like home at the moment. 

I feel slightly discombobulated at the moment.  I can't work it out in my head or write it down, so hopefully the spin cycle will sort it.  I guess its just down to so many new things a big change in life and discovering the real Rosie.  All good and realising thelovely happy thing still will bend and bow in the wind.

Over and out Rxx