Sometimes you just have to jump!

Once upon a time there was a little thought. It started as an itch in the back of my mind… that part of my mind that used to be my 'whole' mind - the creative, design-loving, curious, appreciating, fun loving, information seeking, day-dreaming and dream-doing' part of my mind. The part of my mind that went into semi-hibernation through the bundle of joy hugging, sleepless night surviving, napping baby walking, cheesy-egg making, lego tidying, play dough car moulding, teddy-bear picnicking, toddler-adoring past eighteen months!

And it was a persistent little thought. A "hello… hello… HELLO?!?!?!" CAN YOU HEAR ME???" kind of thought. It thought about things like drinks other than sweet sugary tea and black coffee. It thought about exercise other than pushing a buggy, running up and down stairs, and bench-pressing small people who want to be airplanes. It thought about faraway places with sandy beaches* and wind-rocked hammocks (admittedly my 'mama head' thought of those things on a pretty regular basis too). It thought about pretty things. It thought about sensational spaces. It thought about award winning movies and 'lose yourself in me' books. It thought about inspirational people doing inspirational things. It thought about life-changing, life-bettering things. It started interrupting me while I was going about my day.

So, my very full head, with all these thoughts needs a home - and here it is. Without actually thinking too hard - (procrastination really isn't an option once you have a small person) we jumped. Me and my thought. And here we are, because sometimes you just have to take the first leap!