After running around non-stop since mid-August, i have finally started to miss being at home.
I miss writing, and playing with my hoop, and dancing, and attempting to sing.
Realised i’ve been keeping myself so busy with work and events, that i’ve let my balance slip.
My eating habits have gone downhill and i’m dying for a detox. Tried to book myself at Pure Health this week but they’re absolutely packed!
My laundry is piled high, albeit separated perfectly via colour.
I have so many books i flip through but never finish.
I’ve barely been spending time with my family and friends.
But i’m taking control again.
I realise i can’t continue managing this blog, and the shop, and the PR stuff, and the events, and the team, AND myself; simultaneously anymore. I physically and mentally CANNOT. I can just about keep up with my own shit without having to remember other people’s schedule and to-do lists too. So i’m hiring a new manager… and she starts in January.
At least it’ll give me more time to focus on my blog and future plans for KBF.
And my weekends back.
Ok fine, i’ve been having a lot of FUN working weekends.
Last weekend was Urbanscapes, a perfect example of that.
But i tell you, the stress that comes before the fun…
I’d already learnt from taking KBF to It’s The Ship that stressing about something doesn’t solve anything. So when all these things were going wrong last Friday and Saturday, i surprised myself on how calm i was. OK i admit i did scream into the pillow once, but i was pretty much calm the rest of the time.
Summary is that all our stock from It’s The Ship was to arrive from Singapore latest by Friday, and SweetEe couldn’t get a hold of our contact at Livescape, so she and Weng Yee simply went to the office to collect our stuff, but it was not there. Shipping company promised to have it in by 9AM the next day, so we all woke up really early to transport everything to Genting by 11:30am… and they totally didn’t care. Livescape told us this bloody shipping company have been idiots since they started the project -_- We were told to wait till 12 noon, so SweetEe and Weng Yee went up to Genting first to set up what they could, which wasn’t much cos the majority of our stock was optimistically brought on the ship. I waited at the Livescape office with Jeremy (who was playing photographer and helper to us that weekend) till the truck pulled up the driveway at 3:15pm.
I didn’t even bother scolding the guy much, just gave him a sharp line or two then proceeded to quickly load the 10 carton boxes into my dad’s 4WD and drive straight up to Genting.
We were incredibly late in setting up and after all that was done,
i thought to myself, “RIGHT. Now i can go play.”
I played a LOT with my hula hoop at Urbanscapes.
Got a little drunk in the end, couldn’t stop playing all night and hit some people in the process, including Brian in the face (sorry!)
Rudy told me Jono complimented me on my hoop, and i proceeded to give him a lecture about hooping. Uhhhh
I think one of the reasons i love hooping is because it gives me my time alone.
After constantly being surrounded by people all the time, i need to be by myself to have long drawn out THOUGHTS.
There’s so much need to think about!
What areas in my life do i need to reshuffle to achieve balance.
Who i want to spend more time with and how.
How i want my new home to look like and function… (oh god, i saw the wetworks quotation last week and shouted “WHAT THE FUCK!!!)
Big trips i want to take next year (trying really hard to fit in Machu Picchu but work is getting in the way *growl*)
Oh god i realise i’m being so aggressive. This is not the person i want to be.
I definitely need to do more sport or something, let the anger out.
Or maybe the opposite. Meditate more. That’s right. I’ve totally not been meditating at all except every time i have a crisis.
Wow, see what alone time gives me?
I blog and am reminded of what changes i need to make to my life!
Ok it’s time for bed, and before i start spewing more brain crap that will embarrass me tomorrow.
Oh,you. Let’s hug!