I WAS Interesting… Before.

I’m feeling a little dull at the moment. Not in the energy or vitality sense. I feel great energy wise. Just feeling a little white picket fence. A little white bread. A little defeated by  I guess because this year it is ten years since I left high school. And I had big plans when I left. I was going to travel the world. Be fabulous, footloose and fancy free. I was going to own an international advertising and pr company. I was never, ever, getting married before the age of 30. I was never going to get put the weight back on that I had worked my ass off to loose in high school.
Well. Hmm. Best laid plans and all that. 
Actual events look more like this;
  • I left school and moved out to the beautiful Sunshine Coast as planned. I lived in a restored van across the road from Alex Surf Club and worked on and off at the water slides. Blowing my whistle and frying up chips. I spent a lot of time tanning and hangin around. Perfect. Plan executed wonderfully. Yay me. Tick.
  • I attend two years of university studying advertising and marketing. By attend I mean I sometimes printed the notes from the new fangled Intranet. Sometimes I’d go and perv on hot Mitch in my Economics tutorials. I also went to uni night at the pub. Very. Very important.   
  • I proceeded to have a breakdown of sorts. Cracked it. Tossed it all in. Packed my bags and moved west. Waaaay west. My Dad gave me the instructions not to bring home a cowboy. In fact his wise words were that you can’t by MYER quality at TARGET. Righto Daddyo. Got it. I packed everything I owned into my little Toyota Echo up to the eyeballs, literally. Captured the attention of the Gladstone Highway Patrol and off I went. Adventure calling. 
  • In Emerald I worked in bars, pubs and the golf club. I spent some time working in kitchens. I sleep a lot during the day and spent even more time lounging around the public pool. Plus I met and was engaged to my husband after knowing him for 6 weeks. Whoops. Obviously forgot that bit of advice. However all at home agree Hubby is definitely MYER quality. All in all I was in Emerald for 9 months. The heat frizzed my hair and wore out my patience, I was outta there. Hubby 2 be came with me. Thank god.
  • Move back to home town.
  • Probably stay in home town forever! Might however move to the beach.

And that brings you up to date. Ha! A very simplified version anyway. We have taken a few overseas holidays. We have had businesses. I never did finish my degree. We have loved and lost. We have lived and laughed and all that jazz. And it looks completely different to what I thought life would.

Has that happened to you? It’s not that the life I’m living is inferior to the life I planned. Just different. 
Do I still want the things I wanted when I was in school. Yeah, some of them. I wouldn’t mind dropping the weight I’ve gained, that’s for damn sure.  And now I want other things too. I guess that’s just the way the life goes. It changes, develops, you take a step or two forward and a couple back. 
I just wish I was more interesting. You know. Exciting. Cutting edge. Rich & Famous…? Nah. Probably not famous. Rich definitely, but not famous. So I might just do something about that. Bringing the excitement back. I might just start that business. I might just book that trip. 
What are you going to do next?

10 responses to “I WAS Interesting… Before.”

  1. I just finished reading Billy Connoly's biography where he speaks of his lifelong quest to stay away from the beige -which I reckon you're doing quite nicely. My plans when I left school bear little resemblance to the life I'm living now- I much prefer this path. You've found your Myer man {love that!} and you know what you want – therefore, YOU'll get it. If you can smile every day you've achieved success x

  2. Well, I was going to be the manager of all kinds of rock gods. Still might if Boy 2 continues in his rock quest…

  3. The beauty of high school reunions is this: Nobody is REALLY interesting and amazing after ten years. You have just been getting your feet under you. Don't feel bad. I know it's hard to think that you won't be ancient at your 20 year reunion, but that is when it gets really fun. I mean, that is when all of the sudden even YOU will think you have done something cool. I don't know how to explain it except to say that when you are approaching your 20 year reunion, you feel like there is this magical part of you that was missing before. Don't worry if it isn't there yet. There has to be something better to look forward to for the next one!!! :D Ten years isn't enough time to change the world. Ten years is enough time to get school, marriage, paying for cars and homes and being poorish, and stuff like that out of the way. Not saying you aren't there now, but it's this great journey, and sometimes when you are only a few miles into it, it's hard to see how far you've come. (I felt the same way as you at my 10 year, and my 20 year is in 2 years…)

  4. Hmm, the more I look at that first photo, the more I want it for my roller derby look. Whaddya think? Yes?

  5. PPMJ & C&A – Phew. Massive sigh of relief. Completely normal to be assessing and measuring. Mm – Definitely start wearing this immediately. Where do you Derby? And rock star management, how cool is that. The blue hair with the blunt fringe is soooo rock star anyway.

  6. Well, personally, I think you are fabulous. I suppose the question is – do you think that about yourself?

  7. surprisingly. yes. i do think i am fabulous. a bit of a relief really. i spent so long not being very nice to myself. but hey. that's what being in your twenties is for.

  8. *sigh* Hearing you. Some days, I feel very boring. Not today, though, Which is good.

  9. I was going to graduate and go to college and be an artist, but a sucessful one. Everyone would love my witty take on everything and my life would be awesome. I would never have kids or a husband because they bring nothing but despair (my mom is on #3 and miserable, I've not had the best example). BUT…I am a stay at home mom to the most amazing being ever and married. I barely have time to think about my art let alone do it. When the baby is a little older it will come back out and I will find a path. Much like you it isn't a bad life at all but it is very different then where I thought I would be.

  10. i hope you're not insinuating that's what you used to look like in that picture. i'm not sure i want to be following Lady Gaga's blog. anyway, i think everyone feels like that at some time or another. that means it's time to take a lover and have cosmetic surgery. love the blog.

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