So January was an epic fail in terms of achieving anything on here. I started off with good intentions but January, like the December before it, passed all too quickly. I do have good reason though. Having found myself single again (my choice, not his) I’ve indulged in lots of time for me. I’ve picked up the knitting projects that have been on hold for a year as our relationship took priority in 2016. I picked up some books that have laid, unread, unfinished, for over a year. I even Netflix and chilled as I finished the box set (Dexter) that has been on hold for, you guessed it, over a year. I guess looking back on our relationship that ultimately I lost myself somewhere along the way as everything became about us, or more often than not, about him. So in January goddammit I took myself back. I took myself to my knitting nook and stitched away the nights. I took myself to bed, because nobody else was going to, and lost myself in Miami’s worst homicide department. I took myself and I didn’t look back.
I did manage to escape to London for a night with Psychologies Magazine and Harriet Minter….unfortunately I never made it as I was busy listening to nails being hammered in the coffin containing the decaying pages of our love story. I was the one who ended it but by heck did he hammer that lid on watertight. I expected I would be upset but on the contrary, I’m enjoying getting acquainted with the real me again. I had lost her somewhere inside and I’m so glad I got her back and she’s blossoming.
Inspiration has struck once again and now that I have much more free time I will get shit done. Blog posts, flat lays, blog series, an e-book, knitting patterns and tea reviews. I’ve even bought a new camera for the cause. I’ve got my fire back, my motivation has never been so strong.
So February you better watch out, cos I’m-a-coming for you.