A Revealing Weekend

Many of you wanted to know how my Move to the new house went. Well it was quite moving hehe. Hey Bev copying your clever lines here girlfriend ;-). The new place is alot more spacious and more homely for some reason. I like it. And guess what - I fall asleep easily in my new room. Nothing fancy about it but there's something in that house that makes me sleep like a log (knowing what a hyper-active hopeless insomniac I am, I feel good after a long time). Although the Move was stressful, it was a great opportunity to get rid of old/unwanted stuff and start afresh. It was also a great opportunity to keep aside some clothes for the Salvos. Now AB knows about my drama-queenish life cos of the huge number of jeans/tops/shoes that I own. While alot of kids are starving in Africa, I own a big closet full of clothes and shoes - I know Im guilty as hell, stop looking at me that way. I haven't attained Nirvana as yet alright. But the Move and AB's recent 'Jeans' post got me thinking real deep. This time around I put aside 2 big bags full of 'good' clothes - no they are not old or damaged, they are pretty good and I have only worn them like 2 or three times. I just thought I'd learn to let go of few of my fav things in life, and donate them to someone who probably never had a pair of jeans/top like the ones I own. So yeah, there are 2 huge bags waiting to be dropped at the Salvos. I feel great letting go, really. What have you let go of lately?

Another revelation happened over the weekend when I visited an old uncle of mine at a Nursing home((where very old people live). He was put in there cos he had a fall and broke his hip, and he now has to fully recover before going home. So on Friday night I drove there and it was my first visit to an Aged/Nursing home . I have been to a Hospice before on a charity mission, but never been to an Nursing home. Well guys it was one hell of an experience! The moment I walked in I was in tears, yes tears. Every room I passed by had some very old person (probably nearly 100yrs old) living in isolation, the TVs on but heads down in deep slumber, some staring at the walls with sad droopy eyes. Some had old photographs on their bed-side tables, some had their many medals on display. It was quite profound, what it all said to me. Some of the oldies were there for recovery and some were there permanently cos they had no one to lookafter them at home. It was heart-warming and quite sad at the same time. These are the senior-most citizens of the society - they are humans who were once young, just like us, and have now become physically incapable. We all have the same fate, none of us can escape this fate no matter what. It broke my heart to realise how short youth is. I mean I knew that before but as I walked among hundreds of very old people in that Nursing home, they were a living example of how fragile humans become with age. I thought of Cazzie then. Cos she works for a Nursing home in Melbourne. Now I understand why she's so full of love and compassion. I went and said Hello to an old man who looked like he needed some company. He said 'G'day Mate!' as I passed him so I stopped and talked to him, asked him how he was and what he's upto. He was very happy to talk to me, said that he was there permanently and that he's bed-ridden. He looked like he missed his family/past very much. I just want one thing guys - to die before I couldn't walk/sit up by myself. I don't wanna live like that, stuck in a Nursing home, not being able to do anything by myself, having strangers to bring my food, lift me up, take me to the toilet etc. I'm sorry guys but I don't wanna live that long. The mockery of this human life is truly shocking. At one stage of our lives we feel we can do anything...only to realise that with age we become totally helpless creatures. btw I'd be a very stubborn and cranky oldy who wouldn't even know how to knit. And I'd still want my Queen, Dire Straits, Nirvana and Guns N Roses CDs around. And hell yeah I'd still blog from my wheelchair. But I wouldn't know how to wear my sexy clothes and not look ridiculous :(. What kind of oldy would you be?

And on Saturday night I was invited to a BBQ at a friend's place. He and his wife built a beautiful mansion recenlty, so they invited few of their friends for a swim and then a BBQ dinner at their new home. So we all went there and as my sis drove us that night, I could have alcohol without worrying about having to drive back etc. If I drive to a party, I make sure that I don't drink at all - not even a glass of wine. I'm too responsible, that's me...I'm a law-abiding citizen guys hehe. So cos it was my sis who drove that night, I had 2 glasses of Chardonnay and later on a glass or 2 of Baileys. Another friend of our's (call him J) who drove his own car to the party that night was totally stoned after dinner. I mean how irresponsible is that? You don't drive and then get trashed, knowing that you have to drive back home that night?? It's putting himself and others at risk. Anyways, not my problem. But nah wait a minute, it did become my problem! How? Cos when we were getting ready to go home, the guy who invited us to the party asked me for a little favor. What was the favor? Well he asked if I could drive J's car back home as he was drunk 'over' the limit and I was 'under' the limit. EXCUSE ME, who asked J to drink like that??? And how do they know if my blood alcohol level was under/over? Whether it was under/over the limit, what if I get stopped by cops? Would it be any better than J getting stopped? I was under the influence of alcohol too and hell nah I don't wanna lose my license/get fined/get demerit points/get my ass into Prison to save J's ass. Now who would do that? Only an idiot. I said 'NO, I'm really sorry I can't do that kind of favor'. Did anyone think about me getting into trouble with the cops? No one uttered a word then, except J. He goes 'Well if you can't help me, that's fine' with a disappointed look. HUH! How can you call 'driving under the influence of alcohol to save my heavily-drunk friend's ass' a Help? Actually I'm helping everyone by saying NO to it. Cos I won't drive when I've had alcohol no matter how small/big the amount may be, cos that's just my policy. We both had drinks and we both should not be driving that night, full stop. While J is a nice guy and have been a great friend of mine, I'm sorry I don't do illegal favors, not even to friends. Woud you have done it?

Revelations and revelations and revelations. I'm liking it phewww!!

Current Music: I Want To Break Free by Queen