A friend of ours recently left for a few months of travel in Asia and to celebrate his arrival he sent us a picture entitled: Morning Beer on Ko San Road. What I wouldn't give to be there right now! I'm not sure what's most appealing - the freedom of travelling without kids, the thrill of being somewhere exotic or the irresponsible allure of starting your day off with a beer - but I want it all.
Actually, my real escape fantasy these days is that I have my own little condo downtown. I'm not even sure I need to live there full-time, but just somewhere I can occasionally escape to where there are no toys or dried food on the floor, no dinner to prepare or dishes to wash (I'd only eat takeout in this fantasy) and no need to repeat basic instructions (brush your teeth, put on your shoes, brush your teeth, turn off the TV, brush your teeth, put on your shoes) ad nauseum. No disrespect to my kids or husband, but what I fantasize about most often these days is peace and quiet and space to myself. Nobody climbing on me, petting me, asking me questions, biting me, wondering what's for dinner, or needing help with this, that or some other thing.
However, since the condo scenario isn't likely to become reality any time soon, I'll have to dream other dreams. On Boxing Day I bought a leather jacket that has a bit of a biker style, so every time I put it on I joke that I'm going to get on my motorcycle and ride off into the sunset. I say it jokingly, but there's a tiny bit of wishful thinking every time the words cross my lips - again, the idea of some space to call my own, even if it is just the open road. Everybody's been humouring me, until one day Ella answered back: "yeah, but you'd just come back to us." And she's right. Oh well, back to the fantasy drawing board ...
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