Month: August 2016

Life + Blog Update With A Side Of .. Hope?

Since briefly mentioning my break up last week (here) I’ve been trying to re-organise myself, whilst attempting to do the same with my blog as my writing has fallen way behind. Something which I never saw coming, I thought I wouldn’t be able to shut up and have about 20 posts up already but, nope.  That was until last night. The combination of no sleep, having no contact with Mr C and a weekend fuelled by things people do at weekends, I ended up writing Mr Cheerful a bit of a book. This morning, I briefly went over what I had written and the parts I looked at seem so tangled in sadness, shock and confusion.  Emotions of going through a break up? But for some reason I feel the same way I did when my Grandfather died. Which is that I have no right to feel this way. I shouldn’t be sad anymore. I should already have moved on from this.  I should already be .. happier. Think these thoughts may also be down …

Reflection: August

One word to describe August is bittersweet. Do wish I could leave it there, but as per my bio, I want to share the good and bad with you… as much as I possibly can. I’ll start off with the “bitter” part, so that I can end on a sweeter note. Firstly myself and Mr Cheerful have broken up. There were many reasons, most too personal to share and I’m not too good at doing personal when it comes to relationships. Either way, the end result is we are no longer together. My go to response when friends and family ask me about it, is “ask me in a month”. Because in this moment, there are no real words, just facial expressions, coupled with awkward silences and usually followed up by a failed attempt at a smile. That’s all I have to say about it, for now. Making its way onto this list is money. Financially this month hasn’t been great,  I could’ve managed my money a lot better. SO in a bid to improve …

Three Things On A Friday

Hello! Hope you’ve had a lovely week? Me, I’m shattered it’s been intense but thankfully has ended on a positive note.   My three precious things for the week;  Sweet As Can Be Home. Myself and the pooch have finally found a place to call our own. Now, is it the dream one we’ve been wishing for? Nope. Did it tick every box I (stubbornly) had in my head? .. Course not.  HOWEVER is it so wonderful that we’re super happy everyday to be there? YES.  We are living in a big spacious house, there’s a park at our doorstep (great for walking your dog) and sharing with three people who have all welcomed me and the pooch into their home.  And that is all that matters.  Because finding somewhere to live with pets (in London) has proven to be one of the MOST difficult, fraustrating processes   I have ever been through and one I would rather not repeat for a long, long time.  Friends. You know the ones who make your world a much …