The story of a quirky twenty-something who loves cats, cameras and cake, and works as an in-house blogger, content creator & general ideas unicorn. Welcome! Grab a beanbag and make yourself at home. You brought doughnuts, right?
This is only the third post in the series, but I’m finding it really helps me appreciate the smaller, happy things in life. And we all know that the smaller happy things add up to the big happy things, so fingers crossed this could be a good streak.
The rest I had at the end of last year was incredible. I like being a busy person (and I get told to slow down a lot), but I just needed some time and space for my brain and body to rest.
Being on medication was the most frustrating thing in the world for me. I was constantly exhausted, and nothing ever shook how tired I felt. I’d go to bed tired, have a great sleep, and wake up just as tired. I went from being a girl who would sort the cats, do house chores, do eight and a half hours at work, go food shopping, go to the gym, and get back home and have dinner, to a girl who struggled to walk to work, work a normal day, and walk home.
Me: “Doing this ‘The week in verbs’ blog series has made me realise how much I actually do. I do a lot of stuff.”
Joe: “Yeah no shit.”
Me: “Maybe I should stop giving myself a hard time about not getting more done.”
Joe: “You think?!”