So it’s definitely been a while since I have posted anything on here, like a few weeks perhaps? I have been sorting heaps of stuff out. Like I joined Curves to finally get my weight sorted, except I got sick in like my second week going, bleugh. I’ve had all this week off work with the manager away which I feel super bad for, but I’m not going in feeling like this. Except now I can’t access work emails and there could be something important to do with my new work contract so it’s a bit iffy.
I’m working towards moving out with my partner too, so I guess the upside to being sick is having lots of time to online search for flats and stuff.
The local police cat has been in quite a lot to work, which I’m so happy for cause I love giving him cuddles. He definitely makes the place less stressful, especially during school holidays.
I think that’s all the updates there are, blogging has been the last thing on my mind but I really want to make it more of a priority. One step at a time though 😊
I got to hang out with this adorable puppy last night. I’m in love!
She wanted heaps of cuddles and made grunting noises in appreciation.
In my dreams everything is simple and bright and beautiful.
I still haven’t been posting, even though when I started this blog I had the goal of blogging every day. I feel like some sort of light has gone out in me, and I am back to sitting on the couch playing games and watching netflix all day on my days off work and I’m not doing all the other things I want to do – like crochet, and I wanted to start crosswork stitching and learning Spanish and do my Life Writing course at Uni. But it seems as though I lose motivation after a small burst of Wonder Woman like motivation. Like it’s amazing, I feel as though I can conquer the world – and then it disappears.
I wasn’t going to go to the gym tonight, I haven’t been in a week and I was going to put it off again tonight cause I felt bloated after dinner. I still feel bloated now. But I forced myself to go, and I feel great. Maybe that’s how I can get through the down periods where I don’t feel like doing anything. I just need to force myself to do it. Because doing the things I love makes me happy, and that’s how I am going to stay on top of my Depression. Like right now after the gym, I feel amazing – I did also watch netflix while I was there though so that could be a major contributor 😛
List of things that make me happy in no particular order because they are mostly all equal:
- My dog
- Games – especially the game I am playing atm Ever Oasis on 3DS
- Photography and editing
- The gym
- My partner
- Gaming club at work
- My friends
- My family
I usually get anxious if things aren’t in even numbers, but the number 9 is the odd exception and I don’t know why. It has a good feel about it.
My dog also makes me extremely happy at the moment, especially when he snuggles down and asks for head rubs.
I might go and take some more photos tomorrow, I haven’t taken any in a while.
I realise that I haven’t posted anything in a while. To be honest things have been a bit crazy. I’ve been battling a virus that consists of fatigue and a constant headache and still trying to get my head around what happening with work.
Speaking of work, the last few days Snickers the Police Cat has been gracing the Library with her presence which has been fantastic for me.
I spent all of my lunch break on Tuesday with her on my lap – both her and I were very happy with this arrangement!
Other than that, nothing too exciting has been happening. Ooh, except my best friend finally got into a relationship with the guy she likes and it’s honestly so cute, I’m so happy for her.
Such a weird word. Scrogin.
Been thinking about it while doing the dishes.
I got my cat fix today with these two beautiful boys. Instant purrers and cried once they got put down.
I think I’m in love.
You know when you finish a really good book and it’s ended in a cliffhanger and you just sit there trying to digest what on earth just happened? I am in this predicament right now and I have to wait for approx another year to find out what happens.
I can’t even.
Books are my life. I get so immersed in the characters lives and the story. One of the characters in my book died at the end of this book, and I am gobsmacked because I didn’t even see it coming.
Now I get to sit here for the rest of the day not knowing what I am going to do and I’ll probably end up sitting and staring in a corner thinking about this book.