This weekend I’m unexpectedly spending a quiet weekend at home in Vancouver. My plans for the weekend got cancelled at the last minute, and by the time I tried to make plans in Vancouver, everyone was busy. ‘Booked solid’ were words I heard more than once. That time of year…
Time for a little break from the covetous and consumer-driven Christmas content I’ve been creating these last few days. It’s Giving Tuesday – our little breather in the wake of Black Friday and Cyber Monday and before the holiday madness begins; a day to think about giving back and paying forward all the good fortune in our lives. In honour of the day, I thought I would share a couple of organizations that I think are very worthy of any extra dollars you may be able to spare.
The men in my world are crazy difficult to buy gifts for — but isn’t that always the case? Read on to find a few gift ideas for the discerning gentlemen in your life:
Last year, I didn’t do Christmas very well. At all. I went in with great intentions, but it was a very busy, very difficult time in my life, and I ended up doing my shopping for about two hours after work the night before I went home for the holidays…and cried pretty much the entire time. I ended up with gifts that I didn’t feel good about, that I wasn’t proud to put under the tree. This year, I’m determined to do better — in fact, it isn’t even December and most of my gifts are already bought. This year, come Christmas week, I will be relaxing with feet up and nog in hand. For the women on your list, here are my suggestions for knock-it-out-of-the-park gifts.
It’s that time again. Today, the first in a series of gift guides that will roll out over the next couple of weeks. And I’m starting with my own list.
As I’ve said before, this blog is about coveting and collecting experiences, not things. The thing about nesting, though, is that it requires stuff. Not new stuff, not fancy stuff, but stuff…and I didn’t have much of it when I moved into my new flat. I had so little, in fact, that I was able to move from my previous home to this one in one cab ride. I was a nomad, so I packed light.
So the little bit of spare cash I’ve had these past few months has gone to fun purchases like bookshelves and lamps and not-fun purchases like a mop and tea towels and ice cube trays. That means my wish list is a lot easier to come up with this year. I’m still making tea by boiling water in my one and only pot, so you understand…
This wish list, besides being fun to come up with and design, is the first instalment of this year’s gift guide. If you have any 31-year-old, newly-settled-down, cash-poor young women on your list this Christmas, she may like any of the items below. Probably. Perhaps.
I’m settling in. I said a while back that that was the plan, but as recently as April I was actively planning my escape…as is my way. I wasn’t planning on going very far – my Melbourne student debt precludes any big adventures – but to somewhere not here. Calgary, maybe, where the streets are paved in money and cowboys (or so I’m told). Then, in July, everything changed. Or at least enough changed to make staying put a great deal more attractive. The most important change: I got into a housing co-op in Gastown, the oldest neighbourhood in Vancouver.
Seriously. Time flies. Last week marked one year since my return from Australia. I can’t believe it’s been a year since I left that place–and those people–that I grew to love so deeply.
I’m not going to lie. It’s been a tough year. There’s barely been a week gone by that I haven’t questioned why I came back to Canada in the first place. On many occasions–and as recently as last month–I have seriously considered moving back. I’ve looked at visas, jobs, flights. But I haven’t gone.
And these past couple of weeks, I’ve reminded why I decided to come back to Canada. Family. There have been so many times that this reason hasn’t seemed to hold water–if my family loves me, don’t they want me to be happy, even if that means my living far, far away? But then…my grandpa died the other week. And though being available to attend–and speak at–his funeral isn’t in and of itself a good enough reason to stay, the family stuff that rises to the surface when you lose someone you love is. That is, the reason family is important–and why being part of their lives on a more-than-once-every-other-year basis matters–is suddenly crystal clear.
And so I will not move back to Melbourne, even on days when I really, really, really want to book a ticket and go. I will have to settle for a visit–hopefully soon–and a look back at those wonderful years down under.
And now, a random assortment of my photos from Australia.
From top: The flag of my adopted home | Federation Square, Melbourne | Cricket players, Fitzroy (Melbourne) | Surfer, Bells Beach | Bondi Icebergs, Sydney | Wilson’s Promontory | Me & my mum, Great Ocean Road | Wilson’s Promontory | Me & a koala, Great Ocean Road | Great Ocean Road | Melbourne | Melbourne | Great Ocean Road | Great Ocean Road | Perth | Flinders Station, Melbourne
Want more Australia? Don’t we all.
The Highs & Lows of Living Overseas | A Gastronomic Tour of Australia | Melbourne’s Magic | Melbourne Guides | Melbourne Guides: Where to Caffeinate | Melbourne Guides: Where To Splash Out on Supper | Melbourne Guides: Where to Eat on the Cheap(ish) | Melbourne Guides: Where to Imbibe | Great Ocean Road: A Gallery & Playlist | Wombats, whales & wallabies | Taking the Long Way
I didn’t read as much fiction in 2013 as I did in 2011 or 2012. I read a few books related to branding and communications (like this one, which I loved) to help me in my job search, and I started a bunch of novel that I didn’t finish. Of all the books I did read all the way through, these were my favourites:
When I made my 36 by 36 list, I told myself that I would keep myself on track by doing a review every six months. Time goes so fast that I could easily find myself at 35 and not have checked anything off the list.
So here I am, 30.5 years old and checking in. It feels like an appropriate time to be doing this, since I had such a rough couple of months. During that time, I found myself thinking a lot about the kind of life that I intend to have. My 36 by 36 list is a reflection of that.
When I sat down to look at my list, though, I found that there were a few items on the list that don’t feel that important any more. It seems this list will likely shift as my priorities do. I realized, for example, that I don’t really care about learning to surf. I have fun trying, but it doesn’t really matter to me. I also don’t really think attending Lollapalooza is a priority. It would be nice to go to Lollapalooza, but there are a lot of other things that are far more important to me. So the list has changed, and will change again, I’m sure.
As far how I’ve done on this list in the last six months…not great. Blame lack of money during my unemployment or lack of time during my over-employment, the fact of the matter is that I did not do a great job crossing things off this list. I did do some things that were on earlier incarnations of the list: I taught myself how to use Photoshop, and cycled around the SeaWall and beyond many times over. I tried to take last summer off TV, but given my unemployment and my being new in Vancouver, I found that I had a lot of time to fill and Breaking Bad proved to be an excellent way to fill it.
I’m not going to use these updates to kick myself, but to remind myself that there are lots of adventures I intend to have in the coming years.
Here’s the updated list of adventures:
We’ll see how I go…
Real talk: I’m in debt. Though I’ve been fortunate to have an incredibly generous immediate and extended family, a decade of frequent travel and a master’s degree obtained overseas have put me in the red. This year, I’m going to do everything I can to claw my way out of it.
I hate the position I’m in for a few reasons (outrageous interest charges!), but the main one is that it restricts my freedom. For a hopeless wanderer like me, that’s an uncomfortable position to be in. It also impedes my ability to create this full, wonderful Vancouver life that I’m determined to create.
So, resolved to right my course, I’ve got a plan, spreadsheets, and tax-free savings accounts. Inspired by Blonde on a Budget (and to keep myself accountable), I’m going to write about my austere year periodically. It’ll certainly be a departure from my previous, predominantly travel-related content, but I suppose money is an important consideration for most travellers and wanderlusters.
On that note, I want to share an article that my friend Fiona posted on Facebook the other day. It really resonated with me, and I imagine it will with many other travellers. Why is it so much easier to live well on a little when you’re on the road? Is it because we’re so much happier and more fulfilled when we’re travelling, and therefore we need less stuff, less convenience, less material padding to fill the void?
I truly believe that one of the best ways to change your financial circumstances is to change the way you think about money and spending. So for this first spell of my austere year, I’m going to challenge myself to really think about each and every purchase I make, from a cup of coffee to a piece of furniture, and consider what value that purchase is adding to my life. If money is being spent mainly to offset the malaise of normal working life…is it worth it?
I’ll let you know how it goes.