Things seem continuously busy these days. By the time breakfast has been eaten, dishes cleaned, kids dressed, showers had, washing on… it seems it’s already time for lunch. It’s easy to get stuck in the cycle of the mundane, I know it.
But the thing is, the mundane will always be there. Waiting around like a bad friend you would like to see the back of. Unfortunately it’s just a fact of life.
These days I have to make a conscious effort to get outdoors, knowing we all feel so much better for it. The mundane, every day tasks become – dare I say – even enjoyable, for me, when I have had a good dose of fresh air and trees.
Prince Charming and I have had so many chats lately about trying to integrate some solid nature time into our lives each weekend – beyond our backyard.
As a result, last weekend we packed a picnic and ventured up into the Dandenongs on the outskirts of Melbourne.
The air was so crisp, so fresh. The pixie slept soundly in the ergo and we fed birds, picnicked and walked and walked and walked.
We spent the entire day out in the hills and came home feeling pleasantly tired, rosy cheeked and happy.
We know how important it is for us to connect with nature. We know it can sometimes take just a bit of effort to make it a priority. The house was a tip when we got home.
We took off down to the beach five days ago. A wintery, blustery, windy, soulful, refreshing time we had. We are back home now feeling relaxed, but of course not as relaxed as one would like once the pressures of life and all its administration return to flood us.
My favourite part of our time away was heading off for the afternoon with Prince Charming. We made left-over roast lamb sandwiches and chose a 6km bushwalk along the coast. It was just brilliant! Simple bliss. Just the two of us, stopping midway on a sandy beach to have our sandwiches before walking back. While we were walking down the little bush track we realised with amazement that it was actually the first time we had gone out together and left the children with the grandparents since the pesky pixie was born! Didn’t take us nearly as long the first time around!
I have been asking many questions of myself and Prince Charming lately. Who are we, what is our capital P Plan, where are we headed, which path will we take, and so on. We seem to have hit a time in our life where we are faced with a number of options, which is nice but also a bit daunting. One of the options is to stay put and do nothing different, which we have decided we will do, for a spell. I’m a dreamer but the Mr is a sensible chap, he only likes to delve into big plans if he has some sense they might actually happen. Boo to that Prince Charming.
My mouth spilled questions on our journey back from the beach. Then I got home and after the unpacking of the car, the dinner rush, the bedtime sagas, I sat a moment and had a little scan of a few blogs. I stumbled across this post and it was once again the little reminder I needed to stay put, in body and in mind, and be content with where we are at this moment.