Sunday

| 2016 | 04 | 10 | identity crisis |

I slept so well last night.

If you know me, you'll know that sleep isn't quite my forte, and I definitely don't get enough. Managed to get a solid 8 hours and feeling rested is kinda nice. My brain also feels like it's running at a strong 30% capacity - I'm not currently stumbling around like a drunk toddler.

It was after my first shift back at Claytons - which thankfully wasn't too busy. It was also the first shift for a friend of mine, who turned out to not be completely incapable. Even between for of us the cleanup only took an hour. Home by 4am.

I only got my bum slapped once as well.

Incredible. 


working progress. 

This year all started with me losing my running watch. Not just any running watch - it had been through some of the toughest experiences of my life - including my first attempt at an ultra. It also sparked a spree of cleaning, tidying and clearing out that I will never be able to match. I kid you not, every single one of my possessions was disrupted, re-folded and repacked. It was exhausting.

I am now at the point where I need to re-halve all of my possessions - our house is really too small for the three of us and I really want to be ready to think about moving out.

My god. Me living by myself, now there's a thought. I'd finally be able to live out my passions (cooking and cleaning) and bake every week. I fancy moving to a city for a bit, I miss Newcastle a lot. Who knows. 


this week.

My 'before' post has been seen by a lot of people - sorry mum, and I don't really care. Up until the age of 7 I would get my belly out in public and be told off by various family members, apart from my Nan. She used to fully endorse my activities. I am amazed I don't have a better tan.

I also managed to answer a question my lecturer set me a good few years ago. 'What is the best feeling' (to which I refused to give him an answer because I said I hadn't found it yet. I'm so wild). I emailed my lecturer and he said that my grade of 80% was still applicable. So smart.



I miss my degree, where answers like this gave you grades. 


be more nice.
I think more people need think about the impact of their words.

Tuesday should be renamed shrewsbury.

Following a complete lack of sleep on Tuesday night,  my body finally informed me it was very sad and refused to let me keep my eyes open for more than around 10 minutes without an enforced power nap. It really dragged.


help me.
It has recently been brought to my attention that I have lost my ability to wave.

It's really becoming a crisis.

Whereas before, I could wave without thinking - every time I lift my hand above shoulder height, panic sets in. I tense, look around and debate how best to abort the activity.
For the past few weeks I've been trialling a few different types, and some are met with more enthusiasm than others.

This has been the morning activity for my colleagues - to absolutely rip my greeting to pieces. I've tried sneaking in, I've tried arriving before everyone else

Another technique - slam your hand in a door.

standard grown up attire no?
Being asked by an electrician if there were any adults in my house was magical. 

What else did I not do this week?

Probably everything.

Convinced dad that the chillis we had weren't at all spicy. He added around three to his dinner and soldiered through, tears and all. He's a true inspiration.


I would make an utterly abysmal secretary. Whenever the phone rings at work I'm always the last one to the party when trying to pick up because it takes me so long to disengage with whatever I was focused on and prepare to answer the phone. I think my colleagues think I'm trying to avoid it, but in reality I'm just too engrossed in whatever I was doing, and every time I pick the phone up all I hear is the dial tone. One day. But not today.


My hair is so dark. 

my 'run'

I tried, and made it to mile 8. Then I walked for a further 6 miles, and went off track getting thoroughly lost. 

i look like a chipmunk. not flattering at all.
Where could this be?

Nobody knows.



I will be putting pink in my hair ASAP. 

songs.
christina perri - burning gold 
eliza and the bear - it gets cold
j-man - we can dance now