Inspiration, where did you go?

I'm really searching for inspiration these days, and can't seem to find it anywhere. 

No new ideas for outfits, nothing for writing, food or even the apartment. 

Thrilled that we got the new couch in place, and bought a bunch of roses today, but there's just something missing. Think I might be a tad bit... bored I guess. 

Things seemed easier when I was living in Lillehammer - just because I always had someone to call, something to do. Here it's basically just work, gym, sleep (which doesn't come easy), and yeah. All my friends are working, and whenever they have some time off it seems I have to work. 

And yes, these are trivial things, I can't blame anyone but myself for feeling like this. It just hit me really hard right now - my bf is asleep on the couch, I'm just sitting here doing nothing, and this seems to have become a part of our routine. 

Going through all of pinterest and weheartit right now, searching for inspiration and new ideas. Maybe I'll start baking again, or get new ideas for the apartment. I hope so. 

Over to something that's more uplifting! Things are finally starting to feel finished in our apartment, which makes it a lot easier to actually relax and have fun. It also makes it easier to focus on other things in life such as going to the gym, making food (that's not out of a box), and spending time together. The last part has been kind of neglected the past couple of weeks - even though we've been in the same room it's basically been like a constant weight on my shoulders. Which in turn has turned me into somewhat of a bitch. Been nagging him and we've both been rather grumpy (sorry sweetie). At least that's getting better now! We actually had a proper meal together at the dinner table today.

Oh, and it's my bf's birthday next week! He's turning 25, which gives me about six months to tease him with being older than me. And of course I have to get him a present.. Any good ideas?

After some searching I found some inspo, and now I'll go through my entire wardrobe trying to find something to wear tomorrow! 

 

One last thing - have to recommend this blog for ya'll! It's my cute friend Ingrid, who just moved to the lovely Netherlands (which turns in to neverland every time I think about it). She's awesome, it's in english and you have to read it!!

Wanderlust pt. 3

I'm so used to travel at least once a month, just to go home.
And now, I'm stuck in one place. 

It's driving me crazy. Still not used to it, still trying to figure out how I'm gonna fit everything into a suitcase, and still looking at tickets every other day. I'm restless, filled with wanderlust and seeking a new adventure. Not prepared for life as an adult. Need to travel, to see new things, to visit new places. 

It's such a weird feeling, because I feel at home, but a part of me seeks something new. Something exciting. I found this list of things I want to do, and even though I have no idea how to afford it... seriously people - the need to live out of my suitcase is crazy! It's on my mind half the day, and I just can't shake the feeling that I need to do it. Now!

Maybe I can put my boyfriend in a suitcase and just book the tickets... 

The magic thing about home

And just like that it had all come to an end. 

I left Lillehammer yesterday at 10, got to Trondheim at 14.45, and left for Bodø at 23.40. Will be home in an hour. 

I don't think I've quite realized that I'm actually leaving. Been so focused on getting home, that I forgot what I'm leaving behind. A wonderful job, amazing friends, and my home for the past four years. 

Yesterday was tons of mixed feelings. On one hand I was so exhausted from working and not sleeping, on the other I was so ready to leave that my body felt like it had slept for years. Saying goodbye was hard, but meeting an old friend was just so much fun. I wonder when it will hit me, the fact that I'm not going back. It's a one-way ticket. 

But the one-way ticket brings so many opportunities, and so many new adventures. 

I'm home. 

Tomorrow

First off; Yesterday was a slow night at work. Had some Aussies come in, and one of them could easily charm a girls pants off. 

He came in to the reception, slightly drunk, and sang me a song. He then noticed my tattoo, and we had a discussion about New Zealand vs. Australia. He decided that he needed to sign our "divorce papers", and I handed him a piece of paper and a pen. He wrote his name and number (and room number), and told me to give him a call if I woke up early (or come to his room). Did I mention that this guy was Australian and oh so fine?

To the amazing Australian guy: you made my week!

More to the point: It's finally here! 

My very last day in Lillehammer. And I'll be spending it in bed, sleeping. Still working nights, and my body is so fucked up from working way too many days in a row. Oh well, last shift starts in 13 hours. 

Tomorrow I end my shift at 7am. Will go home, take a shower, have some breakfast, go back to work (have to say byebye to everyone), getting a taxi to the station, and putting my ass on the train. Spending the day in Trondheim, and taking the night-train to Bodø, arriving at 9am on Tuesday. 

Still can't believe that this is my last day!!! 

If I had the night off I'd have a glass of whiskey, just to toast the city, the people and the memories. 

Guess I could do that with some iced coffee tonight. 

Cheers!

Leaving

After spending four fantastic days in Bodø, I'm back in Lillehammer.

Each time I get on the plane there's a mix of feelings. And I'm sorry to keep going on and on about this, but it's such a weird feeling. It's something I've never experienced before, exept for when I left Dunedin.

It's a mix between happy, sad, excited, frustrated, relieved and angry. 

I'm happy for the time I got to spent at home, but sad that I couldn't stay longer. Excited for the things that I'll be doing here (Lillehammer), but frustrated that I can't do it at home. Relieved that things at home are still the same, and angry that I have to leave them. 

It simply breaks my heart each time I have to leave, and yet; it fills me with joy. 

The best thing about being back to Lillehammer is getting back to my relationship. It's been going on for four years, and I'm just starting to realize how special it is. My bed and I are very happy, and still very much in love, thank you for asking. 

Home, once again

I'm home. 

Simple as that. 

Loving life, loving wind, rain and pizza (yes, I had pizza today)

I've got so many plans for the next 11 days, and love it.
Tomorrow I have a very important date with my best friend, family dinner and trying to get my hair done. 

Saturday I'm going to the movies (maybe), and meeting up with an old friend.

Sunday I have another date.

Monday I'm meeting some old friends for coffee and some gossip.

I'm head over heels in love with this city, and all the people in it. 

I'm in love with my idea of home.

Simple as that

Packing

5 minute break!

Been packing, cleaning and eating for four hours, still not done. For every small thing i put in my bag I remember ten more that needs to come. 

Yeah...

Jenna Marbles, love her. 

Vacation

After spending the weekend at work, I've started my vacation. 

Going home in 2 days and 14 hours. 

Of course I have a countdown. 

Before leaving there's about a million things that needs to be done. None of them are really important, but I like coming home to a clean house and having food in the freezer so I won't starve the first day. 

And then there's the packing. Oh lord. 

The list is almost done, and there's just so much on it. 

Pretty sure I actually brought less for my trip to New Zealand. 

I mean... 12 days; that's at least 3 pairs of shoes, 2 jackets, 4 jeans, 2 dresses... 

You get the picture

Oh, and I've discovered Dan + Shay. Think I might be in love. Been playing "Can't say no" on repeat for an hour. Ah, good music while pretending to be a housewife is essential. 

Wish me luck on that whole magical packing part. This should be fun. 

Home

I spent the weekend in Bodø with friends and family, and it was just as amazing as last time. 

This feeling of home is something I've lost at Lillehammer. And it makes me sad, because I have friends, school, work and everything else down here. 

As you might have figured out by now I have a huge urge to travel, and experience new things. This urge makes it even harder for me to not have the feeling of home in the city I live in. It makes me relax and not stress as much as I usually do. It makes me realize what Bodø has to offer.

The good thing is that it makes me even more sure that I have to move back. I have to find a way to get back home. 

The viking in me needs to go home. 

Wanderlust pt. 2

So I read this amazing blogpost about a week ago, called don't date a girl who travels. It made all my wishes for travel come back, and it also made me realize that I'm far from ready to settle down just yet. There's so many places to see, people to meet and things to do! 

As I've said before - there are countries I want to see before I get a house, kids and all that normal stuff.. But there's also so many things I want to do! Until 2012 I wanted to go skydiving and bungyjumping. I did both in one day (can't say I would recomend that, you won't get any sleep after that). I also wanted to travel all by myself, and I did. I still want to go somewhere and just be my own company, and make friends from across the world, but I also want to bring some of my best friends across the world and let them see all the wonders with me. 

And don't get me wrong, I love my friends to the end of the world, but some of them are not cut out for travel. One friend said to me - "I really want to go to "syden" (anywhere with sun and a beach), to see some cultural stuff". And I'm looking at her, thinking to myself - no, you want to get a tan. I want to go to Brazil and see the carnival, or to go back to Australia to dive with great whites. Anything that will get my adrenalin pumping, that will drive me a tiny bit craycray, or anywhere that I can learn something. 

And this is why that blogpost hit me. 

I'll always want to see more, never want to settle down, and I'll always be selfish when it comes to travel and adventure.

"So never date a girl who travels unless you can keep up with her. And if you unintentionally fall in love with one, don't you dare keep her. Let her go."

Life

I'm still so pleased with the tattoo, and really want to show it to everyone. Can't wait to go home and show it to all my friends. And for summer - wearing shorts and dresses will be my new obsession!

The only problem right now is that I need something new to look forward to. Something to be excited about. Being in school and all I have exams, papers and stuff like that. With two jobs, I've got hours in the snow (getting there and back again), but a nice paycheck in the end. I need something more than that!

This includes me spending money. I just booked a ticket home for easter, which is 84 days away. 

Still - it has it all. Flying (fml), seeing my friends and family again and going home to Bodø! 

Yay!

Besides from that I obviously had to go shopping today. My creditcard is crying. 

Money is made to be spent (sort of), and I'm happy about it. 

And there's really nothing else that's going on in my life right now. 

The dishes are calling - byebyenow!

There and back again

Byebye Bodø, hello Lillehammer.

As a new year is starting I'm heading back to school, work and everyday life. Can't say I'm a big fan. Never before have I wanted to stay so badly, never has the smell of sea, the crazy winds and the freezing cold tempted me so bad. And yet, here we are. 

I'll be home sometime around 1am, and I left Bodø at 8.45pm. It takes forever to get home. 

Being home reminded me of everything I love about Northern-Norway, and everyone I care about. 

The last night was really weird and amazing. It was just one of those nights were you feel at home. 

And that's one of my goals for this year - to feel at home, and to move back to everything I love. 

Six months to go, and I'll be out of here!

Wanderlust

Det var en gang en familie i Bodø som bestemte seg for å se verden. Det er vel kanskje rettere å si at det var foreldrene mine som bestemte seg for å ta med tre barn i alderen 8-14 på tur. Og verden i denne sammenheng er Australia, New Zealand, Singapore og Malaysia. Etter x-antall timer på fly og flyplasser kom vi endelig frem til Brisbane, der vårt 10 måneders lange eventyr startet. Det var i løpet av disse ti månedene jeg bestemte meg for å oppleve mer, se mer og å studere reiseliv/turisme. Tusen takk til mamma og pappa. 

Det er nå ganske mange år siden, og jeg har opplevd en del på den tiden. Har dessverre ikke fått reist så mye som jeg skulle ønske, men det kommer seg etterhvert. Så langt har jeg vært i New York (to ganger), London, halve Australia, hele New Zealand, halve Malaysia, Singapore, hele Danmark, halve Sverige, og en liten tur i Tyskland. I tillegg har jeg jo mellomlanda en del steder, men kan jo ikke akkurat si at jeg har sett Moskva, Hong-Kong eller L.A. av den grunn! 

På min to-do list står det mange land. Mange, mange, mange land og byer. Jeg har lyst å se verden, men har også en iboende frykt for å reise med fly. Dette er meget upraktisk, siden det kan ta litt lang tid å svømme til USA, eller ta tog til Kina. Så denne frykten må nesten bare gå å legge seg. Så her er min topp 10 liste over steder jeg vil besøke (i vilkårlig rekkefølge): 

1. Cape Town

2. Frankrike 

3. Brazil 

4. Nepal 

5. Hellas

6. Jerusalem 

7. Tokyo 

8. Perth 

9. Polen 

10. California