A lot has happened in my life since I last posted and as I am a lot more settled, I thought I’d dedicate a little more time to what I enjoy most, which is writing.
I have also noticed that I haven’t really told you much about me, apart from in my “about me” section, so I thought I’d correct this by explaining what has happened over the last six or so months and then also give you a few little facts about me.
I moved house!
I was living in a very small two bedroom mid terraced house with my Mum and I wasn’t happy with the lack of space – my bedroom was literally the size of a postage stamp. I was certainly happy with the excess money each month, but that was another part of the problem. I was spending too much money on things which I had no space for.
Talk about the ultimate catch 22!
Last October, I was sat with my boyfriend and we just decided to look for a place of our (more importantly, MY) own and ironically the first place we saw was perfect. I booked a viewing and got accepted. They do say it is often the first one you look at, but for me it was the ONLY one I looked at. They even accepted Harvey, which was a dream come true because it is a flat and they don’t usually accept pets. I was over the moon.
What with moving and getting all the bits I needed for the new place and getting things settled, I totally forgot about my blog and just got absorbed into every day life and by every day life; I mean, washing, cleaning, cooking, food shopping and a bit of up… It’s is all wonderful and I wouldn’t have it any other way, but very overwhelming after five years living at home.
Whilst I was not blogging, I decided to venture into the realm of YouTube, which lasted for about five weeks (pitiful, I know). It was nice to document that time, but I have since made those videos private and won’t be releasing them to the public any time soon. They were of a vlog style, which I have found aren’t the easiest to edit and this was part of the issue with me putting that part of my venture on hold.
I liked the idea of YouTube, but it’s really quite a lot of work. People think that making videos is easy, which it is for the most part. The creating part of it is easy, but the editing did take me ages. This was mainly because I was only using a free editing app on my phone and although it is a iPhone 7 plus, it was not ideal because I couldn’t get the clips to merge absolutely perfectly!
In terms of where I see my YouTube account going: I want to do reviews on unusual things like food or music or films. I still want to do the usual videos that I like to watch but just inject something extra into them. I really enjoy talking, so it will be nice to sit there and know I have an audience.
Plus, “haters gonna hate” as they say. The thing with YouTube is, views = good. I shouldn’t feel worried about what people think. If someone wants to laugh at me, they’d have to watch my video first so they’ve already done me a favour by watching it. Bonus! Even if they click off in three seconds, it still counts!
I am intending to invest some more time, money and energy into this in the Summer, so watch this space!
My Vital Stats
So to tell you more about me that I haven’t already; I am 37, I was born on 23rd March 1980. It follows the years, so I can never forget my age – haha. I don’t like to think of myself as “nearly 40” because I don’t feel it and I certainly don’t look it (unless I smile too much and my crows feet give me away).
I do believe age is just a number and I refuse to do things that someone of my age should be doing. I am happy living my life like a 27 year old, so I shall continue.
As for my height, I am a shorty at 5 foot 1.3 inches. The 0.3 of an inch is very important!
I have a Cavachon called Harvey, as you will already know and he will be FIVE this year. I can’t believe it and I don’t know where the time has gone? He is my life and I hate to think of a time when he won’t be with me anymore. I make the most of all of his precious little life and he comes everywhere with me – where he’s allowed. I am lucky that there are a couple of nice bars in and around where I live that are pet friendly. Bonus!
I got him during the Summer of 2013 and raising a puppy isn’t for the faint hearted. I chose not to crate train him, instead having him stay in with me. This was great when he was too little to jump off the bed and he used to whine for me to wake up to take him outside (which was about three times a night). Once he was big enough, I used to wake up to the delightful stench of poo – great. Needless to say a carpet change was in order after he’d been house trained. I am lucky that he picked it up quickly. It is the closest I can imagine to what having children must be like.
I really HATE being called a Brummy!
One of my pet hates is when people refer to the place I live as Birmingham, or worse to me specifically as a “brummy” because Knowle just isn’t in Birmingham (plus I don’t have a brummy accent either). My boyfriend likes to wind me up a treat because he thinks that because Knowle has a B post code, it should be classed as Birmingham but as I like to remind him… so does Redditch and Redditch is in Bromsgrove! I wasn’t even born in Birmingham, as Marston Green was (and still is) a borough of Solihull and Solihull isn’t in Birmingham, it’s the West Midlands.
My boyfriend, of nearly three years is a brummy and I love his accent. I don’t have anything against brummies, I’m just not one. It’s like people who live in Luxemberg being called French or German.
My day job.
I work as a property manager in lettings over in Leamington Spa, which is a little bit of a trek each day but I don’t mind. Being a property manager means that if you rent a property and have an issue with your boiler or you lock yourself out – I’m the person you’d call. I love my job, it is very varied. I never know what the day will bring, but when things happen all at once it is a little bit like playing whack a mole for a living.
In my free time, I like to listen to music. I have an Echo and I’ll just ask Alexa to play music because I never know what she’ll play. Often I’ll sit with the boy and we’ll just take it in turns to ask her to play something.
On the weekends, we like to frequent our local bars and pubs (that sounds really bad) and sometimes get a take-away. Although having said that, our favourite place to go (which I have blogged about) is the Kings Arms. The food there is fantastic.
I used to be on Slimming World and still try to follow this way of life, mainly during the week. I’m not fat by any stretch of the imagination, but I did put on a whole stone since going to New York last July. I am so shocked at myself, but there’s only so many more months that I can say “oh it’s winter, I need the extra insulation”.
I am trying to cut out the naughty treats, but it doesn’t help that my partner can pretty much eat what he likes and does so, regularly and in front of me. He likes to buy bread and I love cheese, which is a recipe for disaster… or deliciousness! Last night he bought Minstrels, which are like little crispy melty bits of heaven and we sat and ate the whole share bag.
I do try to be good though!
I don’t like mixed flavour squash!
This is a weird one, but ever since I can remember I have hated any mixed flavour squash, so none of that apple and blackcurrant or orange and mango nonsense.In the UK, we call it Squash but I presume elsewhere it is known more as cordial. I mainly stick to orange, lemon, lime or blackcurrant (Ribena). All the other flavours are vile and make me feel sick. I remember when they brought out the little mini on the go squashes that you squirt into water, but they were all mixed flavours. So disappointing.
I never really get actual panic attacks, but I do suffer with a form of social anxiety. I am generally okay if I am with the boy, or a friend but I don’t like socialising with people I don’t know and I get really stressed out about it. I have done it, don’t get me wrong. I won’t completely shy away from it and be “difficult”, I have tried to socialise with people but I just find it hard to be myself and then I panic.
My brain does this thing where I work myself up about it and often end up shutting down. This can appear as though I’m being moody, that I’m aloof, or just that I don’t have anything interesting to say to anyone which stresses me out even more. I find it difficult to explain and often end up declining events or group meals and just said nothing or made up reasons why. The times I have gone along I’ve either had a little tipple, or I just sit there and look uncomfortable. It must be written across my face that I appear as though don’t want to be there, which also adds to my anxiety because I do want to fit in.
Recently, I have come to realise that there are lots of people who feel the same way ,so I should just be honest and admit that this is how I am.
My idea of a good night out is a meal out somewhere with my partner, or even us and another couple. I love one on one girly days where we can just chat and I don’t feel pressured and I don’t mind a night out with a friend if it’s just us two and we can just dance and have fun.
I have always grown up thinking that you had to have a really big of friends. When I was at school I was not very popular at all, I was bullied at primary school and then moved area when I was 10 which meant that I went to a whole new school where I didn’t know anyone and everyone had already established their friendship groups. I was that child that hopped from group to group, never really fitting in or staying long enough to become a permanent member. Moving schools really didn’t really help my confidence and I would rather act out and be a class clown than actually try to fit in. I can honestly say that I didn’t really know who I was as a person until I was in my early 20’s.
I remember my Mum hurting my feelings once because she asked me why I didn’t have a best friend. It hurt me because I didn’t have one and not only did I want a best friend, but I used to believe that the only thing that mattered was to have lots of friends and be popular. It really isn’t.
Since then, I have realised that it isn’t quantity that counts. I honestly don’t know how I’d cope with a vast amount of friends because I find that social media has made friendship into a chore! Like this post, like that post, comment, like, comment, like. It’s exhausting. I don’t use Facebook very much anymore, but I feel like if I did I’d be there for hours trying to “show the love” to every single friend. What happened to picking up the phone? I don’t mind texts because they’re fairly personal, but even so I’d rather meet up with a friend in person and have a good old chin wag.
Most of my friends have kids now, which is not something I found easy to deal with. Conversations became fraught with interruptions and the quiet chats were not noisy and scatty and it’s so hard to concentrate. The girly nights became fewer and fewer and it now takes at least a dozen texts and three changes of dates to settle on a meet up.
If I had more friends, then I don’t think I’d be quite as sane as I am and that’s saying something! 🙂
There is far too much to say on this subject, so I will do another blog post dedicated to it. For now I will just say that although I am close to my family, I could definitely go weeks without seeing them. I don’t feel the need to pop back home every day. I have to go to my Mum’s house twice a week to collect Harvey because she looks after him while there’s no one in the flat and I usually pop in once a fortnight when my Grandparents visit, but I don’t tend to linger there. I very much prefer my own space and my own environment.
My Brother lives in New York with his wife, Sarah and we don’t really talk as much as we used to. He calls our Mum once in a while but I think the last time I spoke to him on FaceTime was New Years Eve. He’s coming home in April, which will be nice and I have a few days off to spend with him. When we’re together, things are different and we usually have good fun.
Well, I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this fact filled blog. I will be posting my blog on my family soon, so please look out for that and go check it out.
Thanks for reading.