This week has been so relaxing for me that I start to feel lazy. I don’t know why I feel lazy because I work 30 hours a week, I swim approximately 3,5 km after work each day, I go to the gym 4 times a week and I clean my house. I think it is because the time that I have to spare is filled with lazy things like laying in my hammock reading a book, going to the beach, hanging out with friends, etc.

Sometimes my life feels surreal. Whenever my phone rings I am almost expecting a phone call from my former boss to tell me to come back from my holiday. But this isn’t a holiday, this is my life now. In my ‘previous life’ I worked and worked and then I worked some more. My whole life consisted of working in the swimming pool for 40 to 50 hours and if I came home I worked in the houses we developed. Having spare time feels like such a luxury to me and sometimes I actually feel guilty for having time to myself.

Michael and I had our lives planned out. We knew exactly what we wanted, in how much time we were going to do it and worked hard to make it a reality. When I look back I feel foolish. Life is what happened to us when we were making other plans. We worked so hard and for what? If only we had taken the time to enjoy ourselves a bit more.

We always thought that we would be happy if… But you know what? You should never wait with being happy until something happens, until you have done something, until you look a certain way, until you have a certain amount of money in the bank, etc. You should be happy NOW, because you will never get THIS moment back. And in the end you will mostly regret the things that you haven’t done and not the ones that you did do.

I know I have made the right decision to move here. I enjoy life so much more and I never thought that I could fall in love again. I have learned to live more in the moment.