Lonsdale Street Challenge 

The lovely and I work inCanberra near the hipster street of Lonsdale in Braddon.

Day 1

The Hamlet is a bunch of food trucks gathered together in an old vacant car lot. 

Today only half of them were open, presumably because it’s their quiet day after weekend trade. 

We went to the Spit Shack and Pho for lunch. 

Suffice to say the sticky rice with BBQ pork did not look anything like the picture! Meanwhile, the lamb, gravy and caramelised onion six inch plus gravy chips delivered in the comfort meat arena.

The sticky rice was tasty despite it’s lack of, well attractiveness. $8

Lamb roll with chips and a soft drink filled all the gaps! $21.90

We didn’t finish either dish completely.

Looking forward to revisiting for Brodburger and some sweets!

Wishing you all the happiness the Universe can bring



Today someone asked me to do something and I said no.

Except that they didn’t come out and ask me and I didn’t come out and say no, but we got there anyway.

This person was running late for something else and didn’t want to get something out of their car to do the task. They were late because they tend always to be late.

They wanted me to do a job that they could easily do (even with the issue around getting something out of the car).

I didn’t want to do it because I was doing other things today.

But also I didn’t want to do it because I knew I would resent having to do it. I don’t want to have these bad feelings. I didn’t want to do it because I felt like I’d done enough helping in this instance.

So I had other bad feelings instead.

It’s called discomfort before resentment.

It works pretty well actually, because it is easier to get over the discomfort than deal with the negativity of the resentment.

The lovely sent me this after I told her I still felt mean for not doing it.

“Setting boundaries doesn’t make me ‘mean’. 

I can set limits and expectations for my life and still be ‘nice’.

Considering your wishes doesn’t mean I have to do what you think I should do.

My feelings and thoughts are part of the decision.

And if you don’t like it, that belongs to you.”

She’s right.

Meanwhile, it may not have bothered this person one bit that I didn’t want to do it. They didn’t make me feel bad or yell or argue.

It’s only my self judgement that made me feel mean.

Wishing you all the happiness the Universe can bring