Do More...

So waking up this morning was fantastic! I felt like I had been wrung out to dry by last nights WOD but that feeling is always welcomed when you know where it came from. From gut wrenching rounds of craziness;)

But also because today I get to work from home. New carpets being put into the office, whoop whoop! So spending the day with my hound and attempting to look like I am working. I also have a big college project which is concept and wire-framing an app that I have chosen!

More about that another day...

Today is about doing more... I walked up through Freshwater (a gorgeous little beach suburb near where I live) and picked up a coffee at Cruise Espresso, the cup has a stamp that reads: Do More of what makes you happy... Well ok then, I will try! But do we? Or do we just settle back into what's comfortable all the time. Even though comfortable isn't actually making us happy, yet that's where we seem to find ourselves day in and day out! I believe so strongly in this saying and I always seem to know that the "doing more" is often the basic stuff. Happiness is in the simplicities of life. For me it's spending quality time with my hubby Mr. RM, watching my hound, Zola and find that next awesome double shot latte! I know that any form of exercise especially yoga, Crossfit and water-based stuff makes me really giddy, so why can't I find the time to do more of those. They are all so basic to achieve...

We need to look beyond the comfortable cr@p we find ourselves always going back to and break out for brief moments at a time while we figure it all out!

Get me out of here...

"It's just one of those days, when you don't wanna wake up, everything is ****ed, everybody sux..." Well, Limp Bizkit couldn't have said it better!

I really am stumbling through this mortal coil wondering what it is all about. I'm not sure if it is an age thing or actually is a problem with a person like me who wants more out of life! I honestly believe there is more. It's not that I want more money or material goodies to add to the teensy tiny rental apartment I find myself currently living in with my dear sweet hubby, Mr. RM and gorgeous hound, Zola. I want more quality, I want more living. I know how easily it can be taken away so why do we put ourselves through this dribble. 

Background:

I am the type who has come to the conclusion after trying many many a venture in the corporate/office job world that there absolutely is more to life than this. Scattered in between these roles has been plenty of study trying to figure out what it is that I am good at or should be doing. 

I have through all this time decided that I need to stop beating myself up about it but how? Is it time to stop thinking that I am a consistent failure (as the rest of the a lot do) and start seeing myself as possibly someone who really believes there is a better way! 

I want to make a difference, I have big ideas and I have a huge moral code that is desperate to be used, why is it so hard to get out of this spiral of sadness and repeated "failures"?

Anybody out there got some inspiration?