Monday, 22 March 2010

Shoulda...coulda...doodah doodah

When we moved out of my parent's farm to live in the suburbs, I had visions of myself doing so many wonderful things.

I thought I could lead a more active lifestyle, like go running everyday. Afterall, we have a fantastic network of footpaths leading to the reservoir and the beach.

I thought I could bring Rusty to East Coast Park every weekend. He must love running on the sandy beach. We could play catch and get some exercise together.

I thought I could ditch my car and take a train to town anytime I fancy. You know, do my bit to save the Earth...

Later when CH moved into our neighbourhood, I rubbed my hand with glee and dreamt of a million things we could do together.

We could stroll to the charming cafe down the road for Sunday brunch or have late-night roti prata and teh tarik at the 24-hour Restoran.

We could motivate each other and not miss a day of running. We could pack cheese and wine and have more picnics by the beach. And we could catch a movie in the city when our chores are done.

Alas, I am ashamed to admit that I had done very little of all that. I guess it's never too late to start but really, some of the ideas are not very practical.

5 comments:

背影 said...

感覺很用心經營呢!鼓勵鼓勵........................................

JY said...

A little at a time!

Amel said...

Ahhhhh...start one step at a time then.

auntielucia said...

Guess, planning is great. But the execution? That's why dreams and reality are so different!

A few yrs ago, mum n me decided to down-size so that we would have more time (less cleaning n clutter) and money (rent fm our over-sized, old home), to do other things.

Alas, after a few mths of living in a tight squeeze, the smaller home suffocated everybody and we quickly moved back to our old place, which thankfully wasn't able to find a tenant, because of an economic downturn!

Nick Phillips said...

I know what you mean. There are so many things I wanna do but half of them just seem like fairy tales ...