It’s a gloomy, rainy Sunday here, but the clocks sprung forward in the UK last night and so warmer, sunnier days are definitely on the way – hooray! Any of you who have been reading along long enough/know me well enough will know, I secretly love a gloomy day anyway. Right now, I’m curled up in my dressing gown, with a blanket and a cuppa, typing away while the rain drizzles down outside and the washing machine whirrs away in the background, making me feel more Sunday-y than ever.
In spite of the cosy vibes, I’m full of butterflies this morning and hoping writing does me good.
Just 25 days to go now and I’ll be on a plane to LA! So excited, but also ridiculously nervous. Is little old me really about to get a long haul flight to America on her own!? The same me that, on her first holiday away with friends, gripped her best friend’s hand and cried as the plane took off? Yes, yes she is and as of yesterday, she’s got some comfy sandals to explore in when she gets to the other end and a gorgeous , comfortable bikini to wear should the occasion arise.
I had a crisis of confidence at work this week and started it off feeling properly wobbly. Everything on my to-do list felt urgent and I didn’t feel like I was turning up to meetings as my best self. BUT I ended the week feeling the total opposite; much more on top of things and looking forward to the weeks ahead. This week is going to be a good work week, I’m sure of it.
I had a fabulous week personally. I enjoyed lots of wonderful time with family and friends and whilst my confidence at work waned, I felt more confident than ever welcoming friends and family into my home. Which is saying something when historically I’ve always been such an anxious host.
Yesterday my bestie was here for the day. We strolled around the shops and picked up a super scrummy lunch in Simmons Bakers and I fell head over heels for my chocolate covered cappuccino. Today, I get to spend the day with my sister for the first time in forever.
In fact, the more I think about it, the more I think my tummy could be full of excitable butterflies today. I’ll be breathing deeply, sipping plenty more tea and taking today one step at a time anyway, because time is flying and whilst I cannot wait to be reunited with Dave, I need it to slow down just a little. I have too many plates in the air to move any faster. BUT I’m grateful for the realisation that I’m feeling much more than simply anxious. There’s a lot of good stuff in the mix too.