The Itch

I wake up each morning at 5 to the incessant sound of the alarm. Like clockwork, I get dressed for the gym, have a coffee, feed the cats, pick up my bags and leave home. I hit the gym hard for 45 minutes, then drive to work, shower and start my day at 8. I work till 5 and fight the traffic to head home. I have dinner, watch a bit of telly, blog a bit and chat with Mr Imperfect. We go to bed and then it starts all over again.

This is my life. This is my routine. But as much as I love routine, there is a part of me that just wants to leave this all behind. Well, not the cats or Mr Imperfect or my exercise.

I don’t really know what I want. It can’t be a mid-life crisis.



I kinda yearn to quit my job, sell my apartment, and move down the south coast and live in a cottage by the sea. With Mr Imperfect and the kitties. We could run a bed and breakfast perhaps. Or even a local cafe. We could go for walks by the beach. I could wake up and watch the sun rise. I’d see kangaroos in my backyard and think nothing of it. I could write for hours on end. On the blog and other stuff I keep putting off. I could read. Oh, I could read all the 80-odd books just screaming to be read on my bookshelf. And of course, I could buy a whole lot more. I could explore the unknown and make my own adventures. Mr Imperfect could fish. And we could snorkel and swim. I could, for once, really slow down in life.

There is an itch to get out of my comfort zone and to ditch the routine. I feel like getting away from it all. Yet at the same time, I don’t. I am a city girl at heart. I have always loved my busy and fast-paced life.

But I wonder if something is changing.

Do you ever have that itch to change things? What have you done about it and how did it go?

Do share!

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5 Benefits of an Active Lifestyle

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I used to be an active kid — kicking the football with friends, riding my bike most days or playing cricket. This reduced as I entered high school and studies took priority with cricket and cycling being relegated to weekends and summer holidays. Of course, the weight gain came with that {and puberty and bad eating, I suppose} and like most teenage girls, I ended up being unhappy with my body. in the last three years though, I have regained my love for an active lifestyle. To the point where I get stir-crazy if I haven’t done something active for more than two days in a row {I am capable of taking a break for a day or two!}.

Let me clarify one thing — an active lifestyle to me, doesn’t always involve hitting the gym {which I love!}. It’s also hiking, exploring new places on foot, going for walks, riding a bike which you could get from 99 bikes, or swimming in the beach. People with better rhythm and coordination might also like dancing or zumba as part of an active lifestyle. In any case, as long as you are moving and not slouched on the couch all day, you are being active.


Here are some of my benefits of an active lifestyle:

Better Mood

For me personally, this is the biggest reward of an active lifestyle. Sure, I’m in a bit of a mood slump at the moment but my mood does pick up when I’m exercising. Of course, there’s heaps of research out there to show that exercising and being active, helps your mood. It’s all about those endorphins!

Better health

If weight loss is your goal, then an active lifestyle is a great start. Of course, even if you just want to manage your weight, it’s important to have an active lifestyle. Being a healthy weight reduces the risk of cardiac disease and illnesses like diabetes. One of the motivators for me to kickstart my active lifestyle was my mum needing to undergo a bypass surgery at the age of 52 in spite of being reasonably healthy, active and not having cholesterol problems. The way I saw it, if she could have it at 52, then with my inactive lifestyle, I was looking at heart problems at 40.

Better sleep

If you are physically active, you are more likely to fall asleep quickly and stay asleep for longer. Sure there are several reasons behind sleep problems including bad sleep habits, but if you are inactive and struggling with falling asleep or staying asleep, trying increasing your activity levels during the day and see if there is a change. I know I have no trouble falling asleep…I just don’t get enough hours!

Less stress

Similar to mood, exercise and activity is helpful in dealing with stress and anxiety levels. I always tell my clients how if it wasn’t for exercise I’d be a basket case. It’s true. My work is stressful. And I need my time to not focus on any of it. Exercising at the gym or hiking out in nature really helps my stress levels.

Meeting new friends

You can meet some amazing people when you start getting active. It’s kinda like bloggers meeting bloggers and discovering a wonderful community. I have made some wonderful friends through hiking and camping, and meet some lovely people at the gym I go to {which is unlike your usual chains and more personable}. It’s a great way to expand your social group and keep you motivated to be active.

Do you lead an active lifestyle? What are some of its benefits for you?

Do share!

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The Silent Scream


The promise of a brand new dawn
Awakens me every single day
But before long, as hours go on
My world turns into a dull grey

An empty feeling that’s hard to describe
Settles heavily within my chest
My mind creates its own havoc inside
Telling me dark tales causing unrest

All the things that made me happy
Books, writing, nature and exercise
Seem to have become a mundane necessity
No longer do they brighten my eyes

The guilt that follows is even worse
Because on the surface, I have it all
A job, a house and money in my purse
A man who loves me and picks me when I fall

Yet, something is missing; a spark has gone
As even routine cannot be withstood
I look in the mirror and see a face forlorn
And a person who wants to escape for good

Where would I go, I don’t know yet
Perhaps somewhere I can get rid of the pain
But if it’s inside me, it won’t let me forget
And suffer I will, again and again

I need to cease my silent screams
And gain control over the tears
I yearn to get rid of my dark dreams
Slowly overcoming unknown fears

It will take time — this is know well
Before the sun will shine for me
I’ll wipe those tears and to myself I’ll tell
Just fake a smile for the world to see

(c) Sanch @ Living my Imperfect Life

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Pebbles turns four

Pebbles turns 4 today. I still remember the first time I saw her. She was one of two kittens remaining from a litter of 6 at the rescue. I fell in love with her cheekiness and her attempts to bite my finger. A week later, I brought her home. She was 8 weeks old and a teeny, tiny thing. She was easy to train and soon learnt that she wasn’t allow to wake me up at 4 in the morning by biting my nose.


She went into her shell after I adopted Buttons 5 months later. I thought she’d be lonely with me at work for long hours but in hindsight, I’d made a mistake. They do get along now with her being a lot nicer to him than he is to her. But I still feel bad that she had a hard time. She had to deal with a break-up, with changes in the household and a whole lotta stress. She took to peeing on things and pooping in the wrong place but things seem to have improved since we got her a new cat tree. It’s higher and easier for her to escape to the top of the tower. Of course, she did pee in my suitcase before I left for my trip to the US and Canada — something I found out when I reached San Fran. As I write this, she is curled up on a couch next to the telly.


My favourite moments with Pebbles:

  • When she’s crazy and chasing her tail
  • When she comes to greet me at the door every time I come back home
  • When she scratches the toilet door and asks to be let in
  • When she asks to enter the bathroom when I’m in the shower and then just hangs around
  • When she curls up on my lap or when she sleeps on my stomach when I’m asleep


Along with Buttons, she’s kept me happy these past 3 years and seen me through some tough times.

Happy birthday, baby girl! Here’s to many more years together kitty-kat!

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Politically incompatible


Social etiquette recommends not airing your religious or political views in public. On this blog though, I have rarely followed any form of social etiquette. Have you ever wondered what happens when you have different political views in a relationship?

I must confess something: Mr Imperfect and I disagree a LOT on our political views.

I am a moderate left-wing and in the last two elections, I voted Labor. I voted for Gillard quite happily the first time, and Rudd not-so-happily the second. The way I saw it, Rudd was the lesser of the two evils in that battle. Mr Imperfect on the other hand, comes from a long line of Liberals. Yes, I actually said that. The thing is, he didn’t keep it secret from me. I knew on our first date that he’d voted our current PM into power and I told him then that I judged him. While not a fan of our PM, Mr Imperfect is still a moderate right-wing conservative.

Which is where we disagree.

You can just imagine what it’s like with this government and its policies. Well, at home, we have debates about it too. While Mr Imperfect in no way emulates Abbott, the fact that he supports some of this government’s views frustrates me. I know the left is not perfect either — in fact, to be honest, I dislike them all but just hate Abbott and his views a whole lot more.

Early on in our relationship, there were times when I’d get emotional — almost as if an agreement with the Libs was an attack on me. To the point where I wouldn’t even listen to Mr Imperfect. And of course, when he was adamant to get his point across, we locked horns. We tried to not talk politics to help the relationship. That plan lasted a couple of hours. Because let’s face it, almost every view about current affairs can be brought back to politics.

I think for me, what was hard to understand was why in the world would someone be a Liberal supporter. Especially someone from our generation. Mr Imperfect understood my non-right views. But for me to get some of his conservative views, it was a lot harder. I still don’t get most of it and I think I try to convince him otherwise. But the funny thing is, he is not so conservative when it comes to same-sex marriage or the environment. And unlike the dude he voted for, he certainly doesn’t think women have to do the ironing {and does his own}!

I’ll be honest that there have been times I have worried whether our political incompatibility will affect our relationship. But then just today, I had somewhat of an epiphany. I guess I realised that as long as I don’t take his views as a personal attack, it doesn’t have to mean anything. We can have our disagreements and still be okay.

Now I just have to remember that.

I still won’t forgive him for voting for Abbott, though. And he knows it!

Are you in a relationship where your partner has the opposite political views?

How do you manage it? And do you have any tips for me?

***Linking with Jess pretty late this Tuesday for IBOT***

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