Fresh Slate.

Shit you guys, I honestly started writing (and re-writing) this entry in October. OCTOBER! That was four whole months ago, what the hell happened? Well, everything. And I decided to scratch all my previous words and start fresh, it is a new year after all.

2015 has been a ride, positives, negatives… negatives. I'm not one to dwell, but a lot of major events went down, and sometimes you need to reflect on that to gain perspective. So here is my year simplified in one paragraph:

Bridesmaid for my bestie (YAY!); went from hair to my nips, to a number 2 shave raising dem billz for Leukaemia; got made redundant, you'd think this a negative, but surprisingly it wasn't… packed my car and drove around Australia; Got home and dreaded looking for another job in fucking retail, yes, fuck, we are talking retail here. Got an interview for the one job I applied for, positive? Nah, I actually thought this negative, and almost didn't go. Went to interview, got offered a job, took the job, positive, positive, positive… Find out dad has cancer, negative. Exhaust myself staying positive. Seriously, it takes everything out of you… Focused on work, got promotion, positive! Dads first surgery on the primary is successful, positive. Work, all the time - positive (yep, I actually love my job). Celebrate my nieces 1st birthday; Dads second surgery (secondary), successful! POSITIVE!! Just in time for Christmas dad is out of hospital, my American friend is back in Melbourne, and the family is together drinking all the good wine. Fa-la-la-la-la…

When I break it down like that, it looks so simple, but what a fucking ride. My emotions hit a new peak, in which I literally had to switch off, and to my job I am thankful; it was a perfect escape from the emotional banquet the family and I were going through. But basically after the year we had, I'm pretty much convinced my family is an unstoppable force that can get through anything. That said, I look forward to 2016 as a fresh slate - cancer can kiss my butt, to put it sweetly.

So heres to 2016 guys and dolls. Honestly, anything is possible. Just remember to take whatever opportunities present themselves, because life is too fucking short, and time really does move faster with age. It's true, I'm 30 this year, when did that happen?

As for 2015?

Love, kisses, best fucking wishes.

&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.

I'm back bitches…

…Naw I kid! Y'all are wonderful pieces of sugar-plum, sweet-treat delights, honestly. So how the hell are you? Fabulous no doubt, you better be! I last left you to venture on an Australian road trip, given I am Australian and I've travelled a lot, yet neglected my own country (rude bitch) said trip was epic, as any road trip worth taking should be. I won't dwell on it, but to summarise: Australia is fucking awesome. Yeah, I said it. I'm not bias. You should all see it, or at least wherever the hell you are just pack up your car and hit the road, that shit is liberating…

I may have been home longer than I'd like to admit, neglecting the old blog, being productive in every way other than the ways I should. You know, like all good procrastinators do. Not entirely true though, I do get shit done, you better believe it. I'm pretty stoked on this year! I'm setting goals and ticking them off my 'epic list'. I once spoke about writing one of those, and it was quite confronting to have a list of all the things I've been meaning to do written in front of me, I put it on my wall so it is in my face every single day. And that bastard keeps growing, but guess what? I'm ticking things off.

Raise over $2000 for a charity? Tick. Hit the road? Tick. Start learning another language? Tick. Become perfectly adequate at banjo? on my way to a damn tick - I'm still woeful, just less woeful than last year, that is progress in my book. Start a business plan (and a mint collection of vintage/designer/rare clothing & accessories) tick that shit! And then there are numerous things that I've taken a step towards; like mum and I have a project piece to try our hand at furniture restoration, and I'm close to finishing a novel. Seriously. I can smell it. It smells like delicious bloody destruction, as intended.

I can't describe to you guys how good it feels to tick something off this list. I never feel controlled by it, but it is there kind of mocking me if I do nothing about all of the things I want to be doing. So ultimately the list is an evil genius. I recommend, if like me you find yourself being a talker and not a doer some of the time, make a mother flipping list. And put it up somewhere where it can visually taunt. Then, slay every last thing on that bad boy. And feel unstoppable.

Anyway, I'm feeling pretty good. I'm alive, it's nice, I like it. Gonna bake some cookies, make a home made coffee body scrub, write 1000 words, do some yoga. Just because I can.

What are you doing for yourself today?

&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.

Drifterdaze.

Wow. This year has been jam packed, and I can't even begin to process the fact that we are almost at the halfway point. There is so much that could be said, but for now I'll keep it short - so you have less to read and I have less to write. Embrace the simple, enjoy the lazy, as I for one are officially in FORCED holiday mode. Let me explain.

This year has been anything but breezy, but simplified it looks a lot like this

-Bridesmaid for best friends wedding

-Tears at cousins funeral

-Love & giggles with my niece - the original Princess Charlotte FYI -
-Shaving off my nipple length hair to raise cash for cancer

-The beauty & joy (& fear I don't squish him) of baby Reef

-Constant fun, 'cause life is short yo!

And in most recent events I was made redundant (a first for me) as my work closed their only Victorian store; you'd think I would be sad about this, but I mostly felt a weight lifted. Free bird! As for what's next, who knows. But I've packed up my car and I'm going to let Australia tell me whats up for the next couple of months. Which will put the bohemian girl blog on hold till I return, but fear not, you can catch all or nothing of the adventure if you so choose. Just look for drifterdaze on wordpress. Or follow this here lazy link https://drifterdaze.wordpress.com

One thing this year has shoved in my face is the fact that life is too goddamn short to sit on dreams, it's fucking go time.

See ya soon enough inter-webiverse homies!
Until then, peace, love & happy tidings.

&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.