It's Sunday, the sun is shining and we've a roast dinner cooking away - nothing makes me happier than a day like this one. We've got family staying, I'm one beer down and I'm feeling more chilled than I have in ages. (Besides the football nerves of course - it's been a nervy couple of… Continue reading Thirty and Thriving 🙌
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All Storms Really Do Pass
Honestly? This week wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. On Tuesday, returning to work after the bank holiday, I had a really rubbish brain day. My head was full of fluff and anxiety and everything felt difficult. I stumbled through, but by the end of it, I had a mighty tension headache and tears in my… Continue reading All Storms Really Do Pass
Week Zero
I'm curled up on the sofa at my parents' and I've spent the whole day in my PJs. The Christmas tree is twinkling and the living room is super cosy. It's odd isn't it? This week between Christmas and New Year. No-one knows which day of the week it is. Our New Year's resolutions don't… Continue reading Week Zero
Embracing Happy Memories
MORNING. Now, I don't want to rub it in, but... Oh stuff it! My weekend starts here. Hooray! I really should not be blogging. My auntie will be here at midday and I've so much life admin to complete before she gets here. The flat's a little messy, should probably do a quick clean up.… Continue reading Embracing Happy Memories
Letting emotions run free and learning to be happy
I'm sat on the sofa by the window, getting blinded by the sun, but refusing to shut it out. I'm two chapters from the end of Harry Potter so when I'm done writing, I'm finishing it. Then I'm rewarding myself with a cream egg or two before taking a deep breath and picking up the… Continue reading Letting emotions run free and learning to be happy
There’s no place like home
It felt like the entirety of my weekend at home had been nothing more than a dream when I woke up this morning; the horribly stressful journey back to Cardiff being the disastrous ending that finally woke me up. It feels like I went to sleep after the Halloween party last Thursday and I've been asleep ever since. A big part of me wants to curl up and go back to dreaming of home so I don't have to face today. Today is my first day at work and the day of my first rehearsal for my first concert of the semester. Today is terrifying.
Singing goodbye to butterflies in the shower
aught myself singing in the shower, wondered 'round with a towel turban on my head, left my stuff all over the sofa while I went out last night, sung opera in my bedroom, let my iTunes music shuffle freely without cringing when The Circle of Life started playing: One week here and it feels like home already...
Blogging Goodbye to Butterflies 