Life – you great, wonderful thing, you. Ahem.
It’s not that life is pants, or anywhere near as pants as it once was, it’s just a little bit, well…. boring?
Honestly speaking, I’m not even sure boring is the right word – I’m just completely fed up. But, the worst part is, I don’t even know what I’m fed up with. My job? My personal life? My mental health? I just don’t know and, to be honest, it’s exhausting trying to figure it out all the time.
To say I’ve neglected blogging the past moth (though it seems WAY longer) is a bit of an understatement and, well, to be honest, what’s new? I always say I’m going to post x amounts of time a week, or keep on top of it, but, to be frank, I sometimes just can’t be bothered. As soon as term gets going, the amount of time I have free is just minuscule and, when I do want to write, I just don’t have the motivation – bad, I know. But, honestly? I don’t even care. Gone are the days where I was blogging for anyone else but me!
So, what’s been going down?
The short answer is diddly squat. I get up, I go to work, I come home, I work and then I go to sleep. If I’m really lucky, I get the odd game of netball in or see a few friends. Its no-ones fault but my own, most of the time I just can’t be bothered and would rather be in bed, watching Netflix and eating ALL THE CARBS (seriously, my cravings are whack). But, that’s okay because it’s what my body is telling me I need.
This afternoon, I’ve written (or plan to write at least) a hand full of posts to go up over the next month or so. I figure if I write for once a week, I should be able to keep up and anything that comes in between is just a bonus. I’ve got a few book posts, some mental health posts, as well as a post full of some photos I’ve taken recently on a winter walk.
Today also marks the end of half term, which means it’s back to work on Monday. The weeks been alright, nothing special, but again full of the things my body is telling me I need. One exciting thing though is my housemate and I finally went and bought a rabbit. He’s bloody gorgeous and is all my childhood dreams in one. He’s still being a bit of a weirdo – a stage I hope he gets over so he can cuddle me when I’m lonely. Sprout is his name, just incase you wanted to know.
That’s it really – like I said, I’m pretty boring these days.
The rest of the weekend is dedicated to naps, the work I’ve put off all week, reading and, hopefully, finishing writing the blog posts I mention a moment ago.
What’s been going down with you guys? Please tell me all below and make me feel less like a bad human bean for not keeping up!