But things are not “back to normal”. I feel different, empowered in a sense. Might have to do with the fact that I actually did it, I went on my first solo vacation trip with myself and found out that I’m a fantastic travel partner – I’m witty, a mean shower singer, fantastic at talking to myself & getting the answers I want back & I am comfortable in my own company. That’s a major win in my book. But let’s be honest, travelling solo isn’t something too common, especially when you’re in a relationship. We tend to do things together all the time. But when you live as we do, abroad and constantly “together”, space is important for your mental health. Gives you a chance to breathe and to come back with renewed energy.
So my Highland Coo was kidnapped by my daughter as soon as I got home. We spent an hour in the pool discussing what we should name him before finally settling on “Rob Roy” or “Robbie Roy” according to my daughter. Although this evening she said she’s thinking of renaming him William Wallace. 😂 My tales of Scotland has clearly hit home. Either way they are two solid names for my coo.
Beijing is warm, summer has truly arrived. The flowers in the garden are in full bloom and the pool has become a constant companion for my daughter. It’s also the start of the mosquito season. We’ll see how well our Moaquito Magnet machines will work… 53 days until vacation. Am I longing? Absolutely. This is a new me who will focus on what’s important, and it’s not work. It’s about finding a balance in life that you can live with and realising that there’s only so much you can do. The rest will work itself out.
Lots of love from Beijing ❤️