Halfway packed. Forms halfway done.

Halfway packed. Forms halfway done. | Ecency

Tomorrow we get on a plane. It feels weird, we literally haven't flown anywhere since July 2019 when we returned from a holiday in (Bali) Indonesia. I did so many flights that year. It was the year I met Brad. It was the year I flew back and forth between my then home in Sydney and his home (now our home) in Brisbane. Before I met him I'd already booked a trip to Adelaide for Feb, so he came with me. I'd already booked a flight to Bali, so he came with me. It was a very, very big 7 months of travel.

And, even for two people who adore travelling, we got home from Bali (by then I had already relocated here to Brisbane) and we said, "Enough. Let's stay here for a while."

A few months later we did a road trip to the snow. That was cool (literally and psychologically :P) but also tiring. That was enough adventuring to keep us going until it was time to visit my family between Christmas and New Year; another long road trip. Another adventure. We got home tired again, but ready to start thinking about flying somewhere cool. But by March 2020 it was obvious that we weren't going to be going anywhere for a while.

And somehow that blurred into now; Feb 2022. And tomorrow we finally get on a plane again. Sure, not overseas, but interstate; that's stressful enough. We have adventures planned. I have a nephew to meet and a niece who has grown immensely since I saw her almost 12 months ago. And we have parkruns to visit. So many parkruns.

It's almost bedtime, and I'm only half packed. This is usual for me; I leave a lot to the last minute. It's like I need the pressure to get the final things done. I'm fine with that. I'm all decisioned out so I'm writing to you instead, my lovely reader. And like yesterday, my brain is tired. It's a strange feeling for me to experience because I almost always have the energy to think. Thinking is one of my superpowers. Other people can run every day or feed and chase after their kids every day or build houses every day. I can think every day. But apparently, I've been doing so much thinking these last few days that all I can do is write you a less-than-deep-and-meaningful post about how I can't really think anymore.

It has a lot to do with all the forms I have to fill out for the brand new job I accepted just yesterday. I was super excited until I saw the absolute crazy huge piles of forms I have to fill out. It's madness I tell you. Madness. So I'm still excited (imagine me saying "yay!" with a very tired, forced smile on my face) but the amount of paperwork required to "do a job" and "work with kids" and "become an employee" is, in my opinion, madness.

Okay, now I've got that out of my system, I am happy that I have the job. Very happy. But I'll be even happier when all the t's are crossed and i's are dotted and I can get on with the job of playing with children.

Meanwhile, it also rained again today. A lot. Like a lot, a lot. Still, somewhere in there we managed to find a break in the weather and do a nearly 2km, nearly 30 minute walk without getting more than our shoes wet. I was impressed, and grateful. And happy to find this beautiful contrasted leaf. Thanks Brad for taking the photo. And nice shoes, by the way, that match your partner's ;)