So let me restart

"Wake up early. Drink coffee. Work hard. Be ambitious. Keep your priorities straight, your mind right and your head up. Do well, live well and dress really well. Do what you love, love what you do. It is time to start living."

My 2015 has so far consisted mostly of denying all adult responsibilities, smiling and laughing more than I ever remember doing in the past, and finally watching Breaking Bad. I know I'm a bit late to that bandwagon, but watching an episode every time I'm meant to be doing something else productive in the new flat has been GREAT. For that reason, I'm on season three already.

I've mentioned recently that my life seems to completely flip between selling my soul to the television industry and then being off work for weeks on end, where I make up for all that lost time in my social calendar. I've started working on this and look forward to making my blogging less sporadic, so I've got a few more 'themed' posts lined up for the coming weeks before I embark on a scary 5 month job. Before that here's a brief run down of the ways I have been very selfishly and indulgently spending my days in January.


Popped my Swoon cherry and got my nails done by the down right amazing Lia.


There's always time for tattoos. Bee's on my shins done by my wee fave Billy Hay at Bath Street Tattoo Collective.


Country lunches at the Three Sisters Bake in Quarriers Village.


Doing some cooking of my own. Beef fillet wrapped in porcini mushrooms and parma ham, with mash, asparagus and a red wine jus.


Indulging in all the treats from Lush, as I have a bath in my new abode.


I do love having a relaxing soak. I can never expect much privacy though.


Not strictly all play, I did Art Direct a kids tv show for CBBC for a couple of weeks. This is our beautiful wee set.


I now live across from a super awesome cheesy nightclub called the Shed. This calls for local nights out with my fellow south side ladies.


More drinks and dancing with my lovely gals. I've also discovered at 25 that I don't get a hangover by not mixing my drinks. Rocket science...


Disappearing in the car for the day on outdoorsy adventures. Can't wait to do more of these.


And finally, taking a stupid amount of pictures of my face because it's acceptable for our generation. How else am I supposed to remember what I looked like in my mid twenties eh? I just downloaded time hop and I'm not quite sure how to feel about it yet. A strange mixture of funny throwbacks, hair/life envy and emotional nostalgia!

Being a bit selfish and beginning to strike an even balance of work and play is proving more helpful than I'd ever thought it would be. I'm positive and productive at work because I've had time to blow off some steam, and I then enjoy the down time and don't feel 'guilty' because I know I have worked my ass off. It's a golden circle and I'm still finding my way, but the journey is actually an enjoyable one.

4 comments:

  1. Those are sick bees!! I lovvvvvve!

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  2. Firstly, that little poodle nail is too adorable. Secondly, those bee tats are just rad!!! My black cat is a total creeper too, I also refer to her as the bath cop..... no fucks given, gotta love that about cats ay. Don't work too hard, remember you have to be kind to yourself too. More lush pamper sessions will help with that x

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  3. I think of you every time I visit my financial adviser - they're in the same building as Bath St Tattoo Collective.

    It does make me question my life choices though - think of the ink I could get with my house deposit...

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