I had a moment to rest today and I've realised I haven't stopped since I landed on Thursday. I see so many bloggers with completely hectic lives yet they manage to post frequently and with a consistent degree of quality to their posts. I do feel like there are stepping stones though. First stone was my realisation that pre-planned posts are a thing. The next stone, the one I'm balancing precariously on right now ready to jump to the next, is having planned posts written but not fleshing them out. I just get a bit overwhelmed or too busy.
For example, I was curling my hair for a party in the 10 minutes before I had to tutor on Saturday night and replying to a friend's text message via Photo Booth because my hands were busy. That snapshot is a pretty accurate representation of my life of late. And today it all got to being a bit too much and I just ignored so many responsibilities and fell asleep at 3pm until it got dark. And now I'm slowly re-working all my plans for this week to make them more realistic and not seeing-three-people-in-one-day schedules. Part of that organisation was also to stop avoiding these blog posts (I actually really want to write them too, how paradoxical). So here we go! Thank you for waiting.
By the time I actually got up at 8am, Stan had gone for his morning run so I filled my morning the ways I know best: reading, yoga and Instagram. Also, if you know anything about me and my 'violently hungry' (direct quote from a dear friend) tendencies, I am hungry pretty much the instance I wake up. It was, indeed, well worth the wait because Stan got back and cooked us both haloumi, toast, eggs, and capsicum. Quite a fan of capsicum now, I think.
There were several pockets of time where I got to hang out with his housemates and there was a lovely little one of those with Karen whilst Stan went and did his laundry. Stan then came and collected me from the unit and we played ping pong and foosball (silly looking word) in the community centre. I had a solid amount of fun for someone who doesn't normally gravitate towards games. I kinda want a ping pong table now. Afterwards, I asked if I could just sit in and listen while Stan played the piano in one of the music rooms. That was really nice. Henry, you're much more talented than you give credit to yourself for.
Then at 1pm we went to ~Adelaide's largest shopping centre~ i.e. Marion Westfield. We did his grocery shopping and then had lunch after dismissing the idea of lining up for free Ben&Jerry's. After a lot of talking and milling about, we headed back to Flinders on the bus. I had a mini tour of the campus and it was around twilight and the view from the campus (apparently the only hilly area in Adelaide - hence the incredible view of flat little Adelaide) was so lovely. You can truly see the layers of the living. Bottom to top: buildings, coast, ocean, sky.
For dinner we watched Masterchef with a few of his housemates (they are all avid watchers, and I totally got sucked in. I just remembered that I wanted to follow it once I got home) and then finally decided to just reheat the leftover pizza. Then cue great excitement when Stan pulled out a box of poptarts and toasted some for us to munch on while watching the end of Masterchef. That was a really lovely, simple evening.
I initially had plans to go to Gilles Street Markets but Flinders is located so far away from things I just played it by ear and ended up essentially being a little fly on the wall watching a Day In the Life of a College student, which I genuinely loved doing. A quiet sort of enjoyment.
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