| Loving: | the Jamie xx Shuffle mix of Adele's "Rollin in the Deep" |
| Groovin to: | Jessie J "Price Tag" |
| Reluctantly Singing Along to: | "S&M" by Rihanna (Na na na na come on) |
| The song Biebering* me the most: | "Tonight (I'm Lovin You)" by Enrique Iglesias |
| *Biebering is a technical term that describes the desire to shove your head into a hive of zombie bees rather than listen to one more second of this song | |
Monday, March 28, 2011
Tunes I'm loving this week - and the ones that aren't quite hitting my spot
Just Sayin...
Maybe someone should do a study on whether the weeks fly past more quickly now that we get a full seven days of weather forecasts at the end of each news bulletin.
I never used to think ahead to next Tuesday but now when I see it is going to be 31 degrees and sunny, I am already rushing the rest of my week away.
Scientists should look into whether that is a new phenomenon.
Just sayin...
I never used to think ahead to next Tuesday but now when I see it is going to be 31 degrees and sunny, I am already rushing the rest of my week away.
Scientists should look into whether that is a new phenomenon.
Just sayin...
Its not about the money, money, money (or so you chucked in your 6 figure salary job - now what??)
I am just loving that Jessie J song "Price Tag" at the moment. This surprises me somewhat because I am honestly not a Top 40 kind of gal but there is something about the sentiment behind it that appeals (alongside a pretty damn catchy beat). The notion of just wanting to "make the world dance" and "paying with love tonight" fits into my life philosophy I guess.
And yeah, I know that Itunes don't accept love and I did indeed fork out $2.19 for it so it really is actually about the price tag but hey, I am willing to put that aside for now.
Instead I am going to concentrate on the notion of it not being about the money.
Last week I made a pretty radical decision (radical as in how the hell am I going to pay the mortgage now kinda radical). I chucked in my very nicely paying management job in the resources (translation big bucks) industry to take up a part time position with a small firm 5 minutes from home. Huge pay cut (of course) but massive non-financial rewards. Where previously I would spend up to 2.5 hours a day in my car travelling to and from my workplace, now I will be lucky to notch up 20 minutes. Where previously I would end each day frizzled and shattered and so tense you could snap me like a peanut brittle, now I will come home in time to pick my children up from school and then have several hours until I need to prep dinner.
Wow. What on earth will I do with those hours? And how will I manage to cope without my hours in peak hour traffic? The possibilities are amazing.
I made this decision with my heart and my soul and my gut. If I had spent too much time in my head, my brain would have started throwing figures at me and reasons why I should continue to put my self and my kids through enormous stress all in the name of money, money, money (sorry - just cannot get that song out of my head!)
My son has never known me to be at home. He has only ever known daycare and me working. At least my daughter got 3 years of a mum who wasn't snapping at her to "hurry up and get in the car, I'm gonna be late".
Don't get me wrong - I want and need to work. No offense to the mums who can stay at home doing finger paints or going to play groups and not feel like they are caught in a broken elevator with Justin Beiber playing on a continuous loop but I need the stimulation of adult interraction and stretching my brain with complex problems. I just don't want to do that whilst stressing out my entire family.
Working full time and having kids full time (well almost full time) requires constant planning and organisation. You are a mouse in a wheel who also happens to be juggling a dozen flaming swords (just go with me, don't ask which part of the swords would be flammable). All is good when everything is spinning smoothly (although you get a mighty crick in your neck from making sure they are all still up there). But stumble just a little in that wheel (confused yet?) and it all comes crashing down. You then spend the next week trying to put out the fires (from the flaming swords, remember?) and get the gig rolling again.
And ya know what? It is not only bloody hard. It is bloody exhausting too. Life rushes past you at a frantic pace and you don't even have time to catch your breath. And that is a pretty bad state of affairs when your breath is your life force.
So I hopped out of the wheel and I am hoping that all the swords I dropped landed in sand and will somehow extinguish themselves. (really wishing I had chosen a better analogy but I am stuck with it now).
I am going to find balance. Harmony. And I might even find room for some dream fulfillment. Nothing like wanting to "make the world dance" to put some tingles in your spine...
And yeah, I know that Itunes don't accept love and I did indeed fork out $2.19 for it so it really is actually about the price tag but hey, I am willing to put that aside for now.
Instead I am going to concentrate on the notion of it not being about the money.
Last week I made a pretty radical decision (radical as in how the hell am I going to pay the mortgage now kinda radical). I chucked in my very nicely paying management job in the resources (translation big bucks) industry to take up a part time position with a small firm 5 minutes from home. Huge pay cut (of course) but massive non-financial rewards. Where previously I would spend up to 2.5 hours a day in my car travelling to and from my workplace, now I will be lucky to notch up 20 minutes. Where previously I would end each day frizzled and shattered and so tense you could snap me like a peanut brittle, now I will come home in time to pick my children up from school and then have several hours until I need to prep dinner.
Wow. What on earth will I do with those hours? And how will I manage to cope without my hours in peak hour traffic? The possibilities are amazing.
I made this decision with my heart and my soul and my gut. If I had spent too much time in my head, my brain would have started throwing figures at me and reasons why I should continue to put my self and my kids through enormous stress all in the name of money, money, money (sorry - just cannot get that song out of my head!)
My son has never known me to be at home. He has only ever known daycare and me working. At least my daughter got 3 years of a mum who wasn't snapping at her to "hurry up and get in the car, I'm gonna be late".
Don't get me wrong - I want and need to work. No offense to the mums who can stay at home doing finger paints or going to play groups and not feel like they are caught in a broken elevator with Justin Beiber playing on a continuous loop but I need the stimulation of adult interraction and stretching my brain with complex problems. I just don't want to do that whilst stressing out my entire family.
Working full time and having kids full time (well almost full time) requires constant planning and organisation. You are a mouse in a wheel who also happens to be juggling a dozen flaming swords (just go with me, don't ask which part of the swords would be flammable). All is good when everything is spinning smoothly (although you get a mighty crick in your neck from making sure they are all still up there). But stumble just a little in that wheel (confused yet?) and it all comes crashing down. You then spend the next week trying to put out the fires (from the flaming swords, remember?) and get the gig rolling again.
And ya know what? It is not only bloody hard. It is bloody exhausting too. Life rushes past you at a frantic pace and you don't even have time to catch your breath. And that is a pretty bad state of affairs when your breath is your life force.
So I hopped out of the wheel and I am hoping that all the swords I dropped landed in sand and will somehow extinguish themselves. (really wishing I had chosen a better analogy but I am stuck with it now).
I am going to find balance. Harmony. And I might even find room for some dream fulfillment. Nothing like wanting to "make the world dance" to put some tingles in your spine...
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