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One week in.

I am on day 8 of the Minimalism Game, and so far, it has been a lot more difficult than I thought it would be. For those who aren’t familiar with the Minimalism Game, feel free to read my previous post to get caught up. I don’t want to make this too long, but here…

The Minimalism Game

As a kid I was extremely messy. I’d sleep with piles of toys, clothes, and books on my bed – sometimes so high, that I’d opt to sleep on the lounge instead. Although I can still be messy nowadays, I’ve come very far, and I have to say that a lot of that growth has…

Life, recently.

The last few months have been so much fun, and so full of life. It’s been an extremely fulfilling year thus far. I’ve planted herbs, tended to potted plants, and spent a lot of time with Isla out the front of our place weeding our front garden. There is something so lovely about watching Isla…

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A new start.

There is something so freeing about a bad internet connection, or better yet, no internet connection at all. Instead of binging on Netflix, or scrolling through the endless content on social media these past two weeks, I’ve read three (almost four) books, rested, stared out the window – instead of at a screen – and…

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Sunday.

It’s a Sunday afternoon and I’m sitting on my parent’s couch, listening to music, watching Dave get Isla’s dinner ready. Today has been one of those quintessential lazy Sundays. Multiple cups of tea and exciting discussions over breakfast. Long naps. Looking out the window to see the sun poking out behind looming storm clouds. We’ve…

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Slow living

I used to despise washing clothes by hand. Even a few months ago, I would do everything I could to get out of having to get my hands all sudsy. I’d keep the dirty jumper at the bottom of the dirty laundry basket for months on end. I’d choose not to wear an item if…

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Rome

We were overwhelmed by our time in Rome. We found ourselves surrounded by the most beautiful architecture and ruins; every corner we turned, we came upon some amazing sculpture or façade that blew us away. I can’t imagine what it would be like to live in a city where you pass this everyday, and become…

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Home.

Today I went and visited a friend that I went to school with. I have so many fun memories with her; binge watching High School Musical as late teens, obsessing over ABBA, having Gilmore Girls marathons, and memorising the Dirty Dancing finale off by heart. We spent so much of our formative teenage years together,…

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Heading home

Tonight Dave, Isla, and I will be catching a bus to the airport and boarding our flight home. The last few days of our trips overseas are always up-and-down. We slowly transition into the headspace of being home, whilst not-quite-yet being home. We say goodbye to the travelling routine and habits we’ve gotten used to,…

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Buongiorno Italia

And just like that, we are in Italy! A whole different country, language, and culture to adapt to, and boy, are we enjoying it. We fly back to Australia from Rome next week, so decided to make the most of it and spend a bit of time relaxing before heading back. Italy is such a…

Au Revoir

I’m writing this from our apartment in Milan, Italy, thinking back on the past month. We have officially left France! I can’t believe how quickly the time has gone. We had an amazing 6 weeks; an incredibly busy but altogether wonderful stay in Paris. For those of you who don’t know, we were in Paris…

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Nine months

I can’t believe that our girl is nine months old! The adage rings true: time has gone by so quickly. It is the biggest delight to learn more and more about Isla’s character every day. She is incredibly sweet. She is quick to smile, she is drawn to people, she is a calm soul and…

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Dinner Date

About a month ago, when we were still in Zagreb, Dave and I decided to go out to dinner; our first dinner date since before we left Australia. Being overseas, on a tight budget, and having no one to mind Isla had prevented us from doing this earlier, however we didn’t want this to stop…

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Nap Time

It’s 3:52pm in the afternoon. Dave is out with the TypeParis crew, and I am sitting on the lounge while Isla sleeps. The windows are open, bringing in the natural light, I can hear doves cooing, kids playing in the street below. Every day while Isla sleeps I scramble about to relax, to get work…