Sleeping In My Own Bed!

“Don’t you simply love going to bed. To curl up warmly in a nice warm bed, in the lovely darkness. That is so restful and then gradually drift away into sleep…” 
~ C.S. Lewis

Ben and I arrived home from our little adventure last night. To the city house anyway.

Our flight into Brisbane was delayed. And then delayed again.

The luggage took forever to turn up on the carousel.

The line for a taxi was stupidly long.

We finally tumbled through the front door, dialled for some Chinese food, ate it in front of television in a sleepy blur.

And then, oh, meditation, a long hot shower, and bed.

Our own bed. With clean sheets.

Ben had thought me crazy making the bed with new linen at 3.30am on the morning we left home. I assured him he would thank me. Perhaps he would have too if he hadn’t fallen asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

I lay awake just a little longer, appreciating the perfectness of my own pillow, the softness of my bed, the scent of clean sheets, the familiarity of everything. And the quiet. It was heavenly.

We’re off to the farm this morning. I’m homesick for our dogs and the cows and for quiet country roads and big skies. I can’t wait to give Harry and Rufous the biggest cuddles. I hope they’re pleased to see us too!

It was only a short break, but we both feel renewed.

Much love, Nicole xx

Everything Or Nothing – Both Are Good!

“One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.” 
~ Shannon L. Alder

I have a delicious choice today.

I could go to the markets, hit the shops, check out a bookshop I haven’t explored yet, find an amazing cafe, catch a tram somewhere, take a stroll through town, do something cultural, meet up with friends. Everything. I could do everything!

Or…

I could do nothing.

Order room service and read the weekend newspapers in bed. Make the room dark and go back to sleep. Lie around all day and nap, sip tea and read a book or watch a movie in bed. Nothing. I could do nothing!

I’m not sure which one I’ll choose yet, or whether I might even do half a day of each.

Isn’t that fabulous? Well, I think it is! Having the power to choose and the freedom to do what I want is an incredible feeling.

I hope you find some time for yourself too this weekend,

Much love, Nicole xx

Weirdly Almost Famous

“I think she’s that woman off the TV.” ~Overheard at the Shopping Mall

Yesterday I went into a shop in the city to buy some face cream. As I paid for my purchase the shop assistant asked if I was a member of their loyalty program and then tried to find me on the database using my phone number.

That didn’t work so she asked for my name.

‘Nicole,’ I began.

‘Cody!’ she responded. ‘Oh my God, I thought you were Nicole Cody. Hi Nicole, I read your blog!’

The shop assistant, Marika, was kind and very charming and she loaded me up with lots of free samples, which was lovely of her. As I was leaving she asked me if she could take a selfie with me. Which was weird, but I obliged and said yes.

As Marika and I posed together another woman in the shop took a photo of the two of us and asked to have her photo taken with me too. She then hugged me profusely and left the store.

Outside the store the second woman showed her friend the pictures she’d taken with me.

‘Who’s that?’ I overheard her friend said. ‘Should I know her? Is she famous or something?’

‘Yeah, I think so,’ the woman who’d taken a selfie with me replied. ‘I think she’s that woman off the TV.’

Her friend turned around and took a surreptitious photo of me before they walked off.

Neither of them knew me, but they were hoping I was ‘someone’.

I’m still laughing.

If you DO happen to know who I am and you ever see me and want to come up and say hi, please feel free. I’m not the woman off the TV but I do write an awesome blog!

Biggest hugs and love, Nicole xx