Life is Like a Box of Chocolates

It’s Friday evening, I’m sat on the sofa in my pyjamas with a cup of tea, and other than wondering whether this is what dreams are made of, I can’t quite remember what’s happened in the last seven days. That can only be a good sign, right?

Without sounding like that person who moans “OMG my life is sooo busy” as a thinly veiled brag, I have felt like I’ve been living in the fast lane since the end of January. Hitting the property ladder for the first time, getting a new job … these things can be mentally exhausting. Life has slowed down this week, and I’m happy to get some much needed TLC time in.

I’ve been a bit of a miserable cow these last couple of weeks haven’t I? I always knew it would be down to two main factors: M and my hormones. It’s not a good combination, and it often results in me sending long messages about what I really think at 1am. *blushes* I really need to update you on that one. Again.

So far, 2017 has been incredibly generous to me with a new job and a house to call my own. I don’t want to be greedy but I’d love to tick a few more things off the list that I made back at the end of last year. They are mainly little things like learn something new for the career, run a 5K PB, or redesign the blog (which is definitely on the agenda VERY soon), but I’m not one to rest until it’s done. So now seems like a good time to start writing the book once more. It’s fallen completely by the wayside, and I really need to get back onto it. Because having my name in print is possibly one of the biggest dreams I’ve had.

It’s been a bit of an unpredictable month if I must say. And despite my mid-month tantrum, I seem to have found my path again. Life is good.


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