Let's Have A Catch Up

Sunday, 19 November 2017

Hey, you lot. Me again.

I know, I know. It's been a while. Things have been a bit busy...

I'll be honest, I'm only really writing this because I'm at a bit of a loose end. I've just finished at work for the morning, and I have a good couple of hours before I'm meeting my sister for lunch and to make a start on Christmas shopping. I've been toying with the idea of writing another post for a few days so I guess I just thought, while I had nothing else to do, sat in the corner of Starbucks with my first toffee nut latte of the year in my hand, like the typical blogger I am, I'd have a little tap away on my keyboard.

I've been away from the blogging scene for so long that I'm a little apprehensive about trying to get back into it. I'm still not 100% convinced that I have the time to dedicate to it. I'm still not 100% convinced that I have any real inspiration on what to write about at all. But here it goes.

If anything, now is a terrible time to get back into it. I'm currently working two jobs, one of which I only started two weeks ago and I'm still trying to get my head around. That's overwhelming in itself. I'm in a new relationship, and while the guy I'm with is wonderful, we've already had a hell of a lot to deal with over the last three months. I'm trying to save for my own place, my car's still knackered, and my to do list is so long on a daily basis that I never even know where to begin...

But then I stop and take a minute to think. It was near to two years ago that I felt like my entire world was topsy-turvy and heading for a black hole. I was dealing with a messy break-up, I was desperately trying to finish my degree, work part time, move house, keep my anxiety from suffocating me... And what do I still owe surviving all of that to? Funnily enough, blogging. As well as my friends for keeping me smiling, my godmother for just turning up on my door step every time I retreated, and wine. Lots and lots of wine.

Even through one of the most turbulent periods of my life, ever, blogging was constant. It was my escape. Writing posts put me into a little world of my own, it was the only time that I could shut out the world and let everything that was causing me so much stress melt away. I had a reason to get out of the house, and I actually made friends.

So yep, logically, this is the worst time to come back. (And let's not even go into how much drama there is in the blogging community at the minute. That's making me even more apprehensive.) But when did I ever follow logic?!

Here goes nothing.

Sian xo