Here we are, back to work, back to reality. The diet chat is rife, people are returning to the gyms with their tails between their legs and boy don't we know it. The mince pies have been cleared away and we're having hearty porridge for our breakfasts instead of a handful of Quality Street. I… Continue reading Breathe
New work is good although I've got an awful lot to learn about the print business, that's for sure! Everybody else has years of experience on me and all I have right now is a willingness to pick it up. Which is better than nothing, no doubt - and they knew it when they hired… Continue reading New Job Update
Do you ever sit there and suck up all the negative energy in the room? Every so often, sat at my desk at work, I realise I’m scowling for no good reason. I’m a sponge. When people are happy, I feel happy to. When they’re crying, I can feel my own tears welling up in… Continue reading P.M.A and Work Self-Love
Last time I posted my Week in Pictures, I waxed lyrical about going through a period of hibernation. Not much has changed. It's not something that worries me. I feel as though I have arrived at a great stage in my life where I don't have to bend to pressure from other people and if I… Continue reading My Week in Pictures – February 19 to 26
What was the last picture you took? Tell us the story behind it. Via The Daily Post (20th January 2015) This is the last good picture I took. I sure as Hell photograph a lot of things I think are funny/cute that don't deserve the light of day (selfies, aside). This was taken in the… Continue reading A Moment in Time
Our ten-minute free-write is back! Have no mercy on your keyboard as you give us your most unfiltered self. Via The Daily Post I've recently been doing so much proofing and other stuff for work, and stressing while I do it, that my own creative endeavors, even reading my choice of literature at the end of… Continue reading Ready, Set, Done
Or How I Learned to Love My Curves and Respect the Bum: Halloween Edition* There was a time when I was so self-conscious about my body that I would tie my jacket around my middle to ‘hide’ all my imperfections. If I could help it, I wouldn’t get up and walk past anyone I didn’t… Continue reading Hallow-Hell-Yes!