I think living in a small town makes me more prone to being led in and out of different phases. It's more of a by-product of finding new ways to entertain ourselves here. And by "phases" I mean the apparently short-lived urges that seem to build up and then simply disappear after the first (of very few) indulgences. First it was rollerblading and unfortunately, that was only a one-time kind of thing. And then for a while we were waiting for the surf season to pick up and when it finally came around and I took on the waves for the first and (as of yet) last time in May and somehow just never got around to going again because of weather or timing or finding people to go with or etc etc.. And even though I'd still like to try again, I've kind of just lost the need to.
For a few months now I've been investing in my houseplant phase which kind of came to a slight stand-still at one point when my orchid started to die and I couldn't work out why. But then with the new addition of Frida and the understanding that the best light is in my living room and my (thank god) resurrected (!!) orchid, my plant collection is slowly beginning to grow again. Mostly in the form of baby cactuses because they can survive all forms of my plant tending mishaps. But for the longest time I have wanted a cheese plant (aka monstera but if you search on Google it also automatically comes up as a "swiss cheese" plant which is by far already 200% more interesting sounding and not just for the food-related name) and after an unsuccessful trip to IKEA and the garden centre I finally found one in a little boutique here. Actually, I found it last week while we were looking for a present to congratulate the birth of baby Julien but then I went back the day after in the afternoon and the lady told me they already sold it that morning!! She must have felt sorry for me or something (apparently I know how to wear heartbreak on my sleeve) because she offered to order a new one in for me. An offer that I obviously took up straight away because I am weird like that and actually get plants ordered for me if I can. And totally psyched because I have been so overcome with this cheese plant need-obsession, I picked up my new baby on Friday after work.
Recently, Harley and I have been obsessed in the idea of getting a skateboard because why would we rollerblade with what we've already got when we can buy a new board and learn a new life skill?! If I were to be super honest, skateboarding has been my secret dream for the longest time.. since my first year at uni.. except that the fear of making a a giant fool of myself (aside from also falling over and dying) was a very real fear. Up until we went rollerblading that one (and only) time and I realised how much ground there is here that is smooth enough to skate on and also what the hell sometimes I just think it's now or never, right??
So Harley bought himself a fancy longboard on Friday (it even has a bottle opener on the underside) and I chose my perfect skateboard the very next day. Ok so I won't pretend that it doesn't feel like I am experiencing an early onset of a midlife crisis.. while the girls in my group chat are giggling and sexed up and happy over potential summer romances, I have gone and bought myself a skateboard. Hmm, exactly. Well short-lived or not, I have a new baby to keep me entertained and hey, at least she's a pretty one.