Where I’ve Been And Why I Haven’t Been Posting

You might have noticed I’ve been inconsistent at best. Terrible blogger at worst. To say I’ve been uninspired would be an understatement. I’ve been fluctuating somewhere in between bored and can’t be bothered for a few weeks now, edging on another quarter-life crisis. I told you – I don’t handle winter very well. It’s been harder than I expected to keep myself motivated amongst the chaos that is post-COVID. Sometimes it feels like you can’t do anything right (hello, cancel culture you suck) and then when you do try, it falls on deaf ears. A lose-lose situation all around.

Wearing: 

Paris Georgia Ruffle Bodice 

NA-KD Jeans (Similar Here)

NA-KD Bag (Similar Here)

Luv AJ Earrings

NA-KD Boots (Similar Here)

Call it a life block. Kind of like writers, but you can’t quite get anything to move forward in the right way. For example: I’ve been to the supermarket half a dozen times, only to come home and realise I can’t make a full meal with what I’ve bought. Then, proceeded to spend that same amount on Ubereats. My body and skin was thanking me for it too by popping out in all different areas. Then this tumble-weeded until it got to a point where I wasn’t feeling good about myself in every sub-category of my life. Family, friends, work, and whatever you want to call the sad state of my love life. Winter blues, you’re like the acquaintance no one wants around but shows up regardless.

I do consider myself lucky in a lot of ways though. For one, I still work full time. A single consistent lifeline when everything goes to shit. In a way, I’ve been enjoying being a “normal” person. Coming home from work, watching TV or seeing friends, online shopping, then reading my book before bed. Instead of the mountain of editing, replying to emails and planning I am so used to slotting into my day, I chose to stop. I’ve been blogging for so long *cough* 11 years *cough* that sometimes I forget what living life is like without the added daily pressure of keeping yourself on track. I am my own worst enemy in a lot of ways, including pulling the handbrake on ‘fun’ if I have a deadline.

Anyway, after seeing how the grass is growing on the other side I decided to come back. I always tell my friends to take a break if you feel overwhelmed, but I’m not one to take my own advice. Turns out it’s not too bad after all. Excluding relationship advice (what’s a relationship?). I feel 100x more inspired to write, take a minute by myself and enjoy something that doesn’t involve a party and a boatload of Part-Time Rangers. I’ve moved beyond the mid-winter slump and moved into “can’t wait for spring” territory. Baby steps though, I’m still behind on my emails by about a month. Sorry, not sorry. I’ll get there eventually (probably…maybe).