Hello you gorgeous folks 🙂
Despite January being my birthday month (hello to all you other New Years Day babies!), I always find that January is the most awkward month of them all. It’s the month that falls after the best time of the year (Christmas/New Year), where everyone has no money and tonnes of fitness motivation. It’s the month that despite getting birthday money, I’m always broke.
Is it just me or does it feel like we’re constantly being told what we should be doing in the morning?
Drinking water, yoga, working out, writing in our blogging journals, eating a proper breakfast… all before heading to work at 8:00 am (or even earlier for some!). The internet wants me to believe successful women basically conquer more in their 3 hour pre-work morning than I do in my entire day. I think I need a more realistic plan to overhaul my morning routine!
I’m not going to write about this and try and sugar coat the subject. Moving into your first home together isn’t easy. Whether you’re buying or renting you will come up against obstacles, ones you never thought you would when you lived apart. You find out things about your other half that may surprise you. So grab a coffee because here it is, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Since the start of the new year I’ve been thinking about what I’d like to accomplish over the next year. I’m not one to set resolutions because quite frankly I never manage to do them. I get to the end of the year and feel like a failure! So instead, I’ve written myself a bucket list of things I’d like to do this year.
It’s not a list of things I hate about myself, a list of things I want to change about myself, or a list of unrealistic expectations. It’s a list of goals and dreams I have for 2018; a journey of checking-things-off I suppose.
I’m going to start this post off by saying I do not profess to be a relationship expert. Not by any means. However I’d like to think I’ve been through enough in my past relationships to know a thing or two about them.
It started around the age of 17, I’d met a guy, he seemed amazing. He was older than me, seemed charming and all the rest. All the things a naive teenager looks for I suppose. If I could go back and coach my past self through this, things would be so much different. I was sucked into a world-wind romance, one where I abandoned all my family and friends, moved away from home and completely secluded myself from the life I knew.