Week Fifty-Two

As after most Christmases, the arm of the chair that I am sat in is piled high with books: The new 2020 diary I got for Christmas, Fearne Cotton's 'Calm', Rivers of London by Ben Aaronovitch (I'm on chapter 8 and loving every second), and a very thick pad titled '642 things to write about'... Continue Reading →

Week Forty-Five

Wow. 45! It really will not be long at all until it's the last week of this year and I have to come up with a new way of titling blog posts again. Christmas is just around the corner and I cannot WAIT for the festivities to begin. I don't want to wish the rest... Continue Reading →

Week Forty-One

This one's for my Mum and her sisters, my aunties. I love you all so much. The theme of 2019 has definitely been ups and downs. I've had months full of happy memories and positivity and other months that have been huge struggles. Whether it's been my mental health getting me down or things going... Continue Reading →

Week Thirty-Six

Oh heyyy! So, the house move has gone surprisingly smoothly for me. Especially considering my inability to accept change, close attachment to places and things and general emotional-ness. I was super emotional when we eventually said goodbye to the flat, but in my defence, it had been one of those weeks anyway and I was... Continue Reading →

Week Thirty

The BIG THREE O! How far we've come! And I don't just mean this year. In a few weeks time, we'll be moving out of this little flat and moving into a new home. This little place we've called home for two and a half years, will soon be someone else's home and we'll be... Continue Reading →

Week Twenty-Eight

WHERE IS THE YEAR GOING!? I knew 2019 was going to be a big'un. I never could have prepared myself for how much of an uphill climb the first half of it would be. I said there was to be no stressing when my birthday party came around and I don't want any of the... Continue Reading →

Week Twenty

It's late in the day for a blog post, I know. As the weekend comes to an end, I'm feeling particularly melancholy and blogging always makes me feel chirpier, so here we are. It feels like Sunday evening came around very quickly. It feels like only a few minutes ago, I was rolling out of... Continue Reading →

Week Nineteen

I should really be studying. I've just collapsed this weekend. I've had no plans at all and usually I'd be hating life. Sitting doing nothing would be giving me way too much time to think on things and I'd be going stir crazy faster than you can say supercalifragilisticexpialidoscious. This weekend I clearly just needed... Continue Reading →

Week Fifteen

I'm wearing my sunny day t-shirt (under my biggest fluffy jumper because it's chilly despite the sunshine) with my oldest, comfiest jeans. I'm munching on Bitsa Wispa in an attempt to satisfy the sweet tooth I've woken up with. I'm smiling because sunny Sundays are my favourite thing and I've already had three cups of... Continue Reading →

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