It’s day three of “retirement” – I’ve already reorganized my wardrobe, sorted through my tax and banking, washed many loads of laundry, returned an incredibly overdue library book and have basically acted like a responsible adult. I even started planning for when I return to Sydney and started looking up jobs…
Then I realized, hold on, I’m on holidays. Why don’t I just play it cool? So I’ve tried to zone in on what my self-indulgent, teenage self would do with bucket loads of free time, a small kitty of dough and a driving license. So I started singing along with this song to help me get in the freewheeling mood:
So far I’ve decided to go for a walk. Perhaps I’ll follow that up with reading some magazines. Party central right here!
Maybe after a week of living teenage dreams, I’ll end up reverting back to being a child and throwing some hilarious shenanigans like this.
The socks are running out and the basket is overflowing.
Somehow Ellie Niemeyer's photos make doing laundry seem like a pleasant way to while away a sunny afternoon.