So I’m sitting here, on holiday, in the Blue Mountains. It’s been a pretty decent break albeit with the usual toddler tantrums and so on. Pretty sure both kids have enjoyed the natural freedom a location such as Wentworth Falls has offered but we’re all ready for home.
My point still stands from my blog though. I look to 2017 with hope as isn’t that what all a rebellion needs?
I’ve never been big on New Year’s resolutions but I do actually have two for 2016.
Firstly I’m going to try and blog more often. Whilst I’ve never been prolific I’ve found writing helps me heaps when I’ve got a lot going on in my noggin. The other thing I’m going to try and do is run more. Sure I’ll have to wait till my broken toe is all sorted but then I’m going to really try and put some effort in and maybe improve some PBs.
Anyway, hope everyone had and enjoyable New Tears and hope the coming year is everything you want it to be!
I’m not going to make any plans. I’m going to let the universe surprise me.
Whilst I’m really looking forward to travelling back to England tomorrow one thing that doesn’t escape me is the fact that it’s our first ever time on a plane with Chloë. Furthermore this isn’t a small trip we’re going on either and having flown a few times I know that the one thing that makes a flight tougher is a screaming/unsettled baby. My hope is, aside from takeoff & landing, Chloë takes to air travel well but this scene from Watchmen did pop in to my head when I thought about it last night.