Friday 18 January 2008

big trip

Hooo haaa. 

I am soon to be on my next adventure and am beside myself.  Fretting about packing. Pacing, racing around buying things. (they Do have stores in the US, many of them, I realise) 
I keep online shopping and having sporty and cute new things sent to my sister's in the US to take advantage of the incredibly weak dollar. I think it is easier to focus on What I Will Wear than What I Will Be Doing.  Or, conversely, if I feel I have the right 'stuff' I won't be distracted. 

Who knows. I do know  I have so much to look forward to. And I do. 

New year. New decade. More me. More goodness. 

First my week of friendly DC faces and sushi, old haunts and then my Californication Big Leadership course. I just found out we 24 participants are from all over the globe and in true CTI/CoActive spirit -- the people sound well into it and  way cool. I am excited to meet the tribe who will share the next 9 months' journey with me. Yay for diversity. Yay for openness and a bit of healthy fear and nerves... of which I have a plenty.  (For the infamous 'ropes' course!)

I can't wait to see where the rubber hits the road for me. I've been talking a big game about what I want to do with coaching and I am curious to see just where I am full of shit.  And where I am able to step up and do what I profess. It is the ultimate Walk the Talk. I currently really have been enjoying the Talking the Walk. Time to get moving. 

Exciting time. Super fortunate to be able to have the emotional and financial support to do this. 

And thoughts on Four-Oh. I was just musing with Mary R about how turning 30 was Such A Big Deal. Huge. Parties and a giant leap into what was seen and felt as a movement into something totally new and foreign.  But 40 feels so much more mellow and, OK. It is more of a stride than a leap.  Gentle movement of time.  I feel it, but it isn't scary.   

Just making sure I have the right outfit is.

Sunday 6 January 2008

signs of snow

a huh huh (insert shoulder shake laugh)

home part 2

I am going to DC en route to my Leadership Program in CA in 2 short weeks.  

Being in WI for Christmas was so deeply comforting and root nourishing.  And now a visit to DC ought to provide the other injection of home right in the core.  They are my 2 US homes -- after all -- one of my youth and one of my adulthood. And both keep my memories and my people and my touchstones. And being there brings me closer to who I am and feels just ... good. 

And I wouldn't be me if I didn't blether on about Whole Foods (even to look!), Spices, Target and burritos a plenty!  (why does it always come to that? I am a simpleton)

Among what may come, I am hopeful for:
  • Teaism with the Babs U and Shinny
  • Spicy Crunchy Time and soaking up life with Helena
  • Regular lunch with Andy
  • Walking Connecticut Avenue top to bottom
  • Meeting Ben McD and seeing his cheery parents
  • Filter coffee
  • Meeting man friend of B's
  • A US mobile
  • Waking up on the Hill
  • The red line
  • Retrieving leftover belongings from various people's homes/shipping back  art to the UK
  • Moderate temperatures and likely blue skies
  • People running up the escalators and down the escalators in true harried/hassled DC style
  • Merry Mary J
  • Ability to online order US things and  get them at B's
  • Incomprehensible cab drivers who charge nebulously by the zone
  • Cleveland Park ease
  • Buying Bumble & Bumble from Axis
  • Possible Nail Avenue mani/pedi
  • Eating a rueben that I didn't get in WI (Krupin's anyone?)
  • Seeing my pals a plenty
  • Seeing what's new in the capitol
  • Prelude to 40th

Friday 4 January 2008

first things first

take down all proof of Christmas
do all left over laundry from all holiday
sleep inordinate amounts of time
avoid M&Ms
make lists of books to get from library
make lists of best films of 2007 not yet out in UK
straighten house compulsively
consider calling people
abandon idea
make lists of things to cook
study gym schedule
online shop for sporty clothes on US sites and abandon shopping cart after hours of choosing exact size and colors
pile up papers

take indulgently long, soaky hot shower and deep condition hair
make social dates to force self out of house
finish M&MS to get them out of head and life
make soup
realise getting groove back is OK and give self permission to ease into life

Wednesday 2 January 2008


January 2.

Mark left for work this morning and called me 20 minutes later.

Apparently, today is a Bank Holiday in Scotland. (!?)

He doesn't have to go to work.

Back in Jim Jams. 

One more day until reality.