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.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Chowmahalla Palace
During our week in Hyderabad, some of the places we visited include the Mecca Mosque, the Charminar (the icon of Hyderabad), Sufi Shrine, Bi...
-
Penang hawker food is so legendary that tourists are known to flock there just for the best char kuay teow, oyster omelette, laksa, curry no... -
There was a cute little fruit bat hanging outside my house last night. I'm not sure if my neighbours saw it but the guys in my house wer... -
When I grow up, I want to be a cushion. A cushion that moves. *Another vanity project brought to you by Blur Ting*
4 comments:
A little at a time!
Ahhhhh...start one step at a time then.
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!
I know what you mean. There are so many things I wanna do but half of them just seem like fairy tales ...
Post a Comment