For a long time, my loved ones were telling me that I should consider finding myself a “better” place to live. One that was more reflective of me rather than the smallish place I was living in. The thing was it worked because it was small – easy upkeep, convenient to all the places that mattered to me including a short drive to the CBD and a brief walk to my favourite, local café! The café sustained me while I was writing my book. But they were right in that it precluded doing a number of other simple, joyful things such as sitting around with friends on the patio with sun, colourful pot plants and being able to enjoy the outdoors in a restful way. They called it my working pad.
Well last month – the unexpected happen! (more…)