All posts tagged: gratitude

Thank You to the Taxi Driver who said “Don’t Go With Him!”

This is not a story I’m overly proud of.  I was young and naïve – a Tassie girl in the big smoke of Sydney. I had moved there to study as a fresh-faced 17-year-old, full of courage and optimism, determined to turn my passion for dancing into a career.  Yes people, the starry-eyed, teenaged version of myself wanted to eke out a living turning pirouettes on a stage somewhere.  Goodness knows the stress I put my parents through when I told them I wanted to move to Sydney to study a bachelor of dance before I’d even reached the legal age to have a beer at the local (although, that may have been more of a comfort…). My sister came to visit a few months in – she would have been all of 14-years.  I met her at the airport and in the taxi rank we got talking to the middle-aged man she sat beside on the plane.  He said he lived near my lodgings in Leichhardt, so we shared a cab to split the hefty …

First World Problems

What dress should I wear? I was standing in front of my wardrobe deliberating over my outfit for a special occasion. Do I go the navy blue slip dress with the white polka-dots?  Or the floral cotton dress in watermelon and peach?  Perhaps something more classic, like that black dress that buttons up the back and falls below the knee, with a tan leather belt at the waist? When I added the decision of what shoes, what cardi, what jewellery and whether to bare-leg it or go for some stockings (patterned or plain?), I was breaking a sweat and snapping at the hubby, whose monosyllabic grunts were not helping, I might add. Then, a distinct moment of clarity. My eyes scanned left to right, taking in the volumes of fabric.  I counted them: 26 dresses.  And I couldn’t find ONE to wear that day. First World Problem. Like when you forget to put your electric blanket on before bed. When the closest parking spot is a whole two blocks from your destination (and then there’s …