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I'm not really talking about spring cleaning the house. Those of you who know me well, don't need me to elaborate on that, but if you don't know me well - I hate housework and do it as little as possible. So when I say 'spring cleaning' up there, I don't want you to think I've been going crazy with the Mr Sheen or anything, because that would be a major falsehood.
This morning I posted on Facebook about a dream I had last night*. In it, Kevin Rudd decided to give each voter in Australia five minutes to talk to him about anything they liked, following the election loss. (Which I think, if it wasn't so impractical, might actually be a good idea.) When it was my turn I decided I'd ask him about whether or not he thought I should quit my job and use all the money I had in savings to start my photography business. Problem was that he was so distracted by everyone else screaming and shouting around us, that he never answered my question.
This led to a phone call from my sister who had some ideas for how I can move forward on my plans. She gave me some great ideas and I've scribbled them down in my notebook (I have a notebook with sketches and plans and ideas for Look See) and I can't wait to set them in action. BUT. I have to be patient. (Sigh.) This year is just not the year to get cracking. Which is good and bad. Bad because I'm impatient and want to do it all. NOW. And good because it gives me more time to save up money and think and plan and whatnot.
We also talked about yoga. And ... I think I might try it. I think. I have reservations, but I know it would be good for me physically, spiritually and emotionally. I've been talking for aaaages about looking after myself and now that winter is gone, I think it might be a good time. I wrote a little while ago about meditation and how I really wanted to give that a try, and well ... I never got off the ground with that. There are a few reasons I'm hesitant, one of them being that I'm all too often starting things that I don't see through and I think I need to quit doing that. But I'm not sure whether I'll be able to. Hmm. I'm going to look into it, anyway.
I've had a year full of stops and starts emotionally and physically and for some reason, as the weather starts to warm up, I start to feel more seriously about taking proper steps to look after my own wellbeing. One of two things will happen, either I'll get into it or I'll just keep talking about how much I need to do it. I hope its the former.
Linking up with Em over at The Beetle Shack for her Weekly Stills.
* I forgot to mention the second dream I had last night. I was in an episode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and Ned Kelly's ghost was kidnapping and killing people. It got a bit gory when there was a scene at the Glenrowan hotel. The old wooden floors were all pink from blood and then you went outside and there was a shadowy figure wearing that famous armour standing on a hill with mist surrounding him. I probably shouldn't watch these things (or election coverage) before bed time.