Well, New Year kind of happened and I couldn’t bring myself to blog about it (or even stay conscious for the Actual Event – though I cursed the fireworks for waking me up). This was probably because 2012 was what I consider to be a Fairly Bad Year (with a sprinkling of nice bits). However, I couldn’t blog because we had a
hideously dire slight family crisis (remember? In-laws?) that was, sadly, not conducive to blogging (and which lasted, in my mind, far too long). I finally feel a little bit more able to stick my head above the parapet and resume blogging. It’s a tad late, but Happy New Year to you all!
So what has happened? Well, not very much. Did I mention the family stress? It has been a long few weeks of sleepless nights (you could put a postcode on the dark circles under my eyes). Last Friday I turned 27 years old and began to feel, you know, a little bit Officially Old. I think I am a little late for my quarter-life crisis, but I have a lot of concerns surrounding my future and Where The Hell Life Is Going. Unfortunately, as is par for all of my birthdays (save my 21st, which was absolutely lovely), it was fairly ‘meh’. I’ve had worse birthdays, but it wasn’t great. I sat miserably thinking things over and contemplating my navel… As one does. It’s my pity party and I’ll mope if I want to.
I have just accomplished ironing a mountain of laundry (only to be doing another 3 loads…) and have given my mother’s dog a Rather Long Walk this morning (the mist and fog was beautiful). Sadly, there are no photos because I just haven’t had the mojo or the wherewithal to be able to do it. I will eventually shake myself out of this horrid horrible-Christmas/Festive-Time stupor and get out with my camera(s) again. Until then… I think I need a bit of kindness and patience: with myself, with situations and with many areas of my life. One step at a time, right?