Finding a piece of peace

I love my home, but I also love my adopted home. There are so many differences and so many similarities between the two places I call home: Cape Town and London (read more about that here).

 Cape Town is like a slow leisurely drive on a Sunday afternoon, with the fresh breeze blowing through your hair and the sun setting just behind the mountain top. London is a little more like changing into fifth gear, putting the full weight of your foot on the accelerator, running a red and coming to a screeching halt outside the Morley’s down the road.
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Over the past year and a half, I’ve experienced so many changes in my life: new job; new flat; new-ish country; new friends and plenty of new adventures. It’s been a busy time with so many adjustments, many disappointments, major heartaches, many celebrations, many frustrations and many unbelievable moments. With so many changes it can be hard to keep grounded and I can honestly say that it’s been a bit of an emotional roller coaster.

For the longest time, I’ve been struggling to find a balance in my life. You know how it goes, as soon as one area of your life is going great, suddenly something happens in a different area of your life and totally upsets the rhythm of your flow.

Living at full-speed in a such a busy city, where FOMO is a real thing, it’s often tough to find a little peace. But  after a lot of soul-searching, I’ve  finally come to realise the value of down time and giving your soul some room to breathe.

As a serial over-committer,  carving out some ‘me time’ is still something I have to work very hard at, but I’m getting better at it. Also, I now have no shame in admitting that I won’t make it for your 10am brunch date next Sunday, as I have a plans with my duvet and my new book! LONG LIVE CHILL DAYS!!!

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FOMO: https://b-is4.blogspot.co.uk/2014/07/do-you-suffer-from-fomo.html

Lazy Days: http://weheartit.com/entry/group/48680185 

The ‘human’ in human error

 

 

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In a world where we rely so heavily on technology to manage our daily lives, I sometimes wonder what the future holds for the human race. From smart tech in the home to wearable technology, the ‘smart revolution’ has changed and influenced nearly every aspect of our lives.

Now, I am certainly no prude and tech plays a huge role in my life, and in particular my work. However, when it does go all glitchy, (which let’s face it, it so often does) we go through the usual process of:

  1. getting frustrated
  2. trying to solve the problem ourselves
  3. rebooting
  4. getting it to work again (or if this fails…go to five)
  5. approaching a professional ‘fixer’ to get it working /OR/ giving up and chucking it

My job involves sitting at a desk all day, stringing together words to fill up blank pages on a blank screen, which then gets cut, copied, trimmed and churned into creamy butter, dripping off the pages of high spec laptop screens. Typos always ruin teh moment. (Image source: http://www.lolsotrue.com/usertag/typos)

By no means is it an easy job. I don’t always get it right and because I’m only human, I sometimes make mistakes. But lately, I have begun to question whether we’re more forgiving of bugs in our tech systems, than the bugs in our fellow man.

If your Fitbit’s not working properly and you’ve tried all of the steps above, you’d probably get rid of it, get a replacement or ask for a refund. I’d probably do the same.

But have our friends / colleagues / teammates / customer service agents, become as replaceable? Or have we just become less tolerant of human error and more reliant on tech to deliver near-perfect results. I suspect it may be a bit of both.

He said. She said.

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He said: I think you’re lovely.
She said: you’re okay I guess. 
He said: can I take you out to the movies?
She said: I’ll have a large popcorn with some Coke and jelly beans. 
He said: I love you more than all the stars in the sky.
She said: stop talking and kiss me already. 
He said: let’s get married.
She said: OMG! what a gorgeous ring!
He said: I promise to love you always.
She said: I promise to stick by you forever.
He said: you’re the best wife a guy could ask for.
She said: I couldn’t imagine my life without you. 
He said: two ply or three ply?
She said: three ply and chocolate.
He said: let’s get a puppy.
She said: let’s have a baby.
He said: what’s for dinner?
She said: dirty diapers and kisses.  
He said: you’re an amazing mother to our kids.
She said: I love you, but I wish you’d help out more around the house. 
He said: what’s the matter, you seem different.
She said: who is she?
He said: she makes my world spin.
She said: but I was your world. 
She said: you are my heart. 
He said: I’m sorry, I just don’t love you anymore. 
She said: Don’t go!
He said: Goodbye!

This is what I know for sure

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I’ve been married for all of one year now and I guess you could say I’m still n the honeymoon phase. But after a year of sharing my space, my shampoo, the blanket covers, my popcorn, the last piece of cheese, my dreams, my fears, my annoying habits, there’s a few things I’ve learnt.

I’ve learnt that love is a wonderful thing. 
I’ve learnt that relationships don’t just exist they endure because you work at it. 
I’ve learnt that time is the most expensive gift to give and the most precious one to receive. 
I’ve learnt that happily ever is not exempt from bills, responsibility, cleaning house, laundry days and even grocery lists. 
I’ve learnt that compromise is key. 
I’ve learnt that doing nothing together is the best quality time you cold ask for. 
I’ve learnt that tough times don’t last forever, but tough people do. 
I’ve learnt that you can make room for daydreams in your reality. 
I’ve learnt that forgiveness can mend hurt.
I’ve learnt that “me time” is as important as “we time”.
I’ve learnt that man is flawed, but there is perfection in our imperfections.
I’ve learnt that life has its ups and downs, but it’s so much better to have someone to share the journey with.
These things I know for sure!

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Promise me…

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Promise me you’ll never go anywhere without me.
If you ever left I’d have no one to give me advice on which shoes match better with that dress and these earrings,
If you ever left I’d have no one there to hold my hand while I got my first tattoo,
If you ever left I’d have no one to stalk out rental properties with on Google street view,
If you ever left I’d have no one to help me solve my very complex IT issues,
If you ever left I’d have no one to do crazy shit with, like dressing up as zombies for a mystery march to a secret location, 
If you ever left I’d have no one to get wasted on red wine with,
If you ever left I’d have no one to give me great big bear hugs when I’m ready to give up, 
If you ever left I’d have no one to put my heart back together.
So promise me you’ll never go anywhere without me… at least not today.

The Adjustment Bureau

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Just to be clear, this is not a review, but in case you wanted to know what my thoughts were on the actual movie, absolute bollocks. Moving along….literally. I recently moved countries and continents for that matter with my brand spanking new hubby (check out his blog here)and it has certainly been an adjustment.

Moving from London to Cape Town was never in our plans, but here we are in sunny South Africa and I’m absolutely loving it. There’s something exciting about coming back home. All those “ordinary” things which I took for granted while growing up in Cape Town, somehow seem so shiny and new. Like waking up to the sight of Table Mountain outside my bedroom window, taking a 10 minute drive down to the beach after work and feeling the sand between my toes, enjoying the lovely fresh seafood down near the water’s edge, where it was probably only caught a few hours ago.

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The adjustment from living in a 24 hour city, where everything works like clockwork is quite surreal. Moving back to Cape Town feels like slamming on the breaks and shifting into cruise control. The vast difference in climate, when moving from cloudy grey skies with intermittent rainfall to the sunny, sometimes windy and altogether warmer Cape climate, has also been a bit of a shock to the system.

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It’s actually quite amusing how the same things that used to annoy me about my home town, is now what I appreciate the most. To name but a few: the lady down by the corner shop who wants to know who your mother is and always asks “aren’t you family of aunty so and so who lives in so and so, who was married to such and such?”; the lack of organisation in processing any sort of official paperwork (which sometimes works in your favour), the man at the market promising to give an excellent deal on that dress- “just because you’re such a pretty lady”, the maniacs we call taxi drivers and their accomplices (taxi guards) trying to squeeze into the non-existent lane in the middle of peak hour traffic and the woman at the supermarket checkout proceeding to telling you all about the amazing dishes she makes out of the same types of mushrooms that you are buying- “you should really try it you know”, she tells me.

I’m not completely ignorant of the issues that plague our country and I realise that their are still many areas which need dramatic improvement. But, I can say in all honesty, that despite the shortcomings of this colourful and friendly place I call home, it’s good to be back. In my experience  I’ve found that sometimes you have to leave the things you love behind to truly appreciate it.

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What’s new pussycat?

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Some of you may have thought that I’d completely disappeared off the face of the earth, but alas, Google Latitude has found me. There’s no hiding from those sneaky satellites. 

For the past month or so, I have been, for lack of a better phrase, ‘in hiding’. This is partly due to lack of blogging inspiration, planning my wedding, picnicking in London’s lovely parks during the few days of Summer we get, catching a tan and my plan to take over the world (ala Pinky & The Brain). Ha ha ha!
But a big dose of reality, a small dose of guilt and an equal measure of inspiration has helped my find my way back to my center. Hummmmm….!!!
I’ve been battling for a while now to find some balance in my life. The past six months have seen me move homes, move countries, move jobs, get engaged, graduate, making some major decisions, adapting to future in-laws, make new friends, say goodbye to old friends, pack up my entire life into 30kg of luggage and undergo scrutinous immigration interrogations. 
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Needless to say, it’s all been exhausting and challenging. But six months down the lines, the scales finally seem to be evening out and I feel more at peace. It’s taken a while to get to this point, but I’m finally beginning to feel some relief. Nothing in my life is going according to plan at the moment, but somehow, it all seems to make sense. 
I guess sometimes the best made plans, are the plans you never make. 
As an added bonus, some light entertainment for your Tuesday morning, compliments of the legendary Tom Jones.

A love poem for you

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I could write a dozen poems about our love,
of holding hands and making plans,
of flying paper jets and watching sunsets.

I could write a sweet poem about our love,
of sunny days spent basking in the sunshine,
of cloudy days spent cuddling on the sofa.

I could write so many beautiful poems about our love,
but none of them would bring you any closer.
None of them would let you smell my hair or touch my hand.
None would let you breath my air, and I yours.

So instead, I tell you about my new shoes on the phone.
Instead of love poems I show you my new plant on Skype.
Instead, I DM you on Twitter to let you know that I still love you.
Instead of telling you about my day, I send you a quick text.

Instead I lay awake dreaming of someday and make plans for our uncertain future.
Because love poems don’t fill the space where you should be.
They don’t let you hold my hand or kiss my cheek.

Love poems don’t bring us any closer to where we belong…together.

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Here is the deepest secret nobody knows…

My sister and I have a very deep bond and we’re both sucker’s for sappy, heartfelt sorta stuff. 

I’ve already told you all about my relationship with my sister in my post Sister, sister, so I won’t go into all the sap again. This poem is one that we both hold very dearly to our hearts and always reminds me that no matter how far apart we are, I am never without her, nor she without me, for I carry her in my heart. 
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 i carry your heart e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; 
and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud 
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life, which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart 

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Today I laughed

Today I laughed. 
I laughed a good, hearty, belly ache laugh.
I laughed with all my heart and cried great big giant tears of laughter.
I laughed with so much joy, I felt as if the sun was streaming right through me.

Not because anything was particularly funny or because anyone cracked a joked. 
Not because I discovered that I had become an overnight genius.
Not because I’m slightly mental and possibly a bit delirious.
Not because my life is perfect and all my needs are met.

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I laughed because that’s what you do when you realise that life is unpredictable. 
When it dawns upon you that no matter how well you may think you have this life figured out, it will always climb up on a tight rope, do a little twirl (just to show off) and then come graciously swinging down and hit you smack bang in the face with a great big thump.

I laughed because I’m human. 
I laughed at my human disillusionment that things would go exactly according to plan, because I’d done the math, I’d seen the forecasts and according to my sources life was in fact a simple formula that could be mastered.

I laughed because life is consistent in it’s inconsistency and despite being constantly surprised by it, despite my fears and reservations, I’m happy to have this life. Happy to love and be loved, happy to experience the best of times and the worst of times, happy to laugh and cry, happy to wake up each day to a new surprise, whether good or bad.

Today I laughed. I laughed because it was all I could do.

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