Teenage dreams

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.

In our circles

This song is just pure joy. Yet I'll be hard pressed finding a dancing partner today. Yup, it's day one of retirement (well for the next year anyway). My nails are painted and my butt is slightly numb from lounging around. Though I do have plans for today - buy some sauerkraut and cook some veggies.

Nip and tuck

I must confess when I stumbled across this gorgeous historical depiction of a “perfect nippy” (wait staff) I felt guilty. I am a workplace slob.

[image via: point of difference]

To be fair my work uniform was designed for practically – the white polo top and blue slacks are perfect for bending, twisting, lifting, reaching, carrying and leaning. An occupational, health and safety dream.

But for all the flexibility the uniform allows, I’ve stretched the guideline to the limit – I slouch around in my natty old running shoes, my hair is less fly-away and more of a bird’s nest & I never attempt to wear makeup as I doubt that anyone other than Cate Blanchett could make the polo/slacks combo look glamorous, so why make the attempt to.

While I’m not usually too fussed about my slapdash style, it would be the bee’s knees to wear these beautiful ensembles to work. I can picture myself as a librarian – delicately carrying one book at a time of course.

[Karen Walker]

Art me up

I was having a quiet moment of contemplation at work today - okay I admit I was daydreaming, but it was work related.

Well sort of.

I was daydreaming about what I would rather be doing for a pretty penny. Usually radio host (on triple j) or librarian tops the list, but today I want to be photographer for the google art project.

google

The Interior of the Palm House

coffee grinder, cup and glass on table

pipe and fruit dish with grapes

In fact I think I would do it for free. Heads up google – cheap labor right here.