I have returned from Sydney completely exhausted due to far too much walking around. I have obviously forgotten what it’s like to live in a big city and how important it is to moderate and manage how much I do in order not to tire out. I remember feeling like this the first few months I was living in London - I just get carried away by all the things that could be, and demand to be, done! And before you let your imagination run away, I should state that I walked far too much and did far more than I should have during the day to have any energy left to be naughty, or nice, at night!

Sydney was OK. It wasn’t the best break I’ve ever had in my entire life but it wasn’t terrible. I didn’t make it to the Good Food show and I didn’t while as much time in cafes as I would have wanted to. But I did:

• share a delectable chocolate mousse at Max Brenner with this one
• buy a coffee grinder I had been eyeing at a great clearance discount
• have good food in nice restaurants with great company
• sit in the Grumpy Baker on Oxford Street on two afternoons
• end up in IKEA where I got a table lamp and more much needed magazine organisers
• finish that pink scarf and gave it to my cousin. I then started on a second one, in a classic design, for myself!
• chance upon a shop with a great stock of material for knitting and spent yet more money on knitting yarn and needles! For those of you who are desperate - the shop does mail order too!

Although it’s the heart of winter, the temperature went up to 19C on a couple of days - I was literally walking around in a T-shirt! And so were many of the cute Sydney guys exposing their well-toned, nicely bronzed, rather sexy arms!

Alas… I didn’t come back from that trip re-energised. I may have decompressed a little but I’m still stressed and somewhat frustrated and annoyed. I have major issues in three big areas of life - they are on-going and all but one are beyond my ability to do anything about.

So it’s back to the grind and the constant battle with life… No, it’s definitely not fun anymore…

I know that there are only so many places you can run to, and that in the end, you can never truly run away. And while life is a never ending battle, I refuse to let it defeat me. But I fear that one day soon, I may yet cave in…

Posted on July 7th, 2005 by jl
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