Home again, home again
Posted by oliviaventura
It’s always hard to come home after a holiday. Especially one as exciting as the one I just had. However, as much as I loved my break, I am thrilled to be home.
Part of that is the interminably long flight from New York to Melbourne, about twenty hours. I had stops in L.A. and Sydney, which makes it even longer and more miserable, since the stops consist mainly of changing terminals whilst lugging carry-on baggage. So it’s a wonderful feeling to FINALLY arrive, get off the damned plane, and know that the next time I try to sleep it will be in my gorgeous, comfortable bed and not in a cramped airplane seat. With some strange woman’s elbow jabbing me every time she moves. Still, I’m one of the lucky ones. I can sleep on demand, even if it is a disturbed sleep. So jet-lag is something that only rarely affects me.
The other part is knowing everything I now have to get done. I wasn’t joking when I said the conference got my creative juices flowing. I have ideas up the wazoo, and of course there are never enough hours in the day. I am leaping headfirst back into the day-to-day routine, and I WILL wrestle my committments and ideas into submission. Just you watch!
My only complaint about being home? It’s cold! After the lovely heat in New York, the biting Melbourne wind–remember, it comes right off Antarctica–is nasty. It’s been raining for the past few days, which I can’t decide if I like or not. We’ve been in drought for so long that rain is a welcome treat, but winter rain is so dreary and miserable.
Oh, and this morning I backed my car into a pole. I’m not sure how…the pole has been there for two years, I’ve been backing my car out past it for two years, and never have the two met. The damage is mainly cosmetic, but I’m still not happy about it.
So, hopefully the next time I post I’ll have an exciting achievement to announce…even if it is only that I have finally posted those photos I promised (whoops!)