This Week #8

There's little rhyme or rhythm to this week. Or this post. It's a jumble and mostly a reflection of the state my head is in. I know 'state' sounds a little negative, but actually I'm feeling at ease and have done for a healthy sum of the week.

If this week has enlightened me about anything it's that I have pretty much no filter on the words that spill from my mouth after around 9pm. Realistically, it's not like I have much of a filter before that but you get the idea. I've found myself talking a lot lately, and not about all that much really. There's the odd person that can tolerate it and will (I hope) happily listen to me ramble about little of concern while they cook, drive, shop. The point of this is that it's bloody lucky that I'm yet to find myself being punched in the face for excessive talking and laughing.

Most importantly, the gross feeling that came after consuming half a litre of frozen yoghurt at 10pm, in a car park with Paolo Nutini playing louder than necessary was definitely worth it. If you asked me why I probably couldn't give you an exact reason, I reckon I was just super content and calm in that half an hour.

This week's teaching: "We all put our trousers on one leg at a time."

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This Week #7

I'm not really sure about this week. It's kind of been a mixed bag (I say that nearly every time I write this post but hey, at least I'm consistent)!

If saner heads hadn't prevailed I'd probably be huddled in a corner, weeping. Alas, I've just about managed to keep it together.

The 'Go it Alone' thing happened on Tuesday. It was weird. But surprisingly, less daunting than first expected. Although, I'm glad it was early in the week because my head had been going non-stop crazy during the build up. I didn't and don't yet feel a sense of relief; or even grief for that matter, I'm just manically peaceful. Most likely it'll take me a few days to a week to realise what's actually happened and what's going to happen and I reckon when it hits I'll find a little hideaway and just be still.

Bar a few (more) car mishaps, an attempt to find solidarity at the bottom of (three) beer bottles and extremely long walks home it's probably been one of my calmer weeks. And that is saying something because there's a lot I can't condense for this post. I like the idea of writing it all down, documenting it here, on paper, in photos. Then, at the same time I like my little private thoughts and memories. So really, I could be writing about the normality and routine of my week whilst sat in the Sahara Dessert - unlikely as the WiFi is probably terrible, but you get the idea, my week could have been wild and completely illegal and you wouldn't know because I haven't typed it here.

I actually wrote this in the early hours of this morning, with most of my friends asleep (on floor) in the room next door. It can be a little romanticised and fickle sometimes, but I love it. And I still don't know whether to laugh or cringe at the amount of times "This is so Skins" has been said in the last week.

Someone tell me how I scored this lot. 

My laughter generators at 2am when I have to be up at six.

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This Week #6

Let's just get one thing clear, after this week, I do not like lamp posts... and neither does my car.

Luckily it was only the back bumper - and my bank account - that suffered a blow.

All car sorrow was drowned in a few too many gin & tonics this weekend. We played a lot of cards, listened to a lot of Elvis and busted quite a few embarrassing moves.

I'm still trying to figure how I managed to eat an ice cream, break the bathroom door and attempt to change a lightbulb in those few hours but it happened and it was ace.

The power of gin, right?

This week's teaching: "Good friends let you eat dairy."

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This Week #2

Monday was a pretty busy day, I worked over the Bank Holiday and then saw The Amazing Spiderman 2 in the evening. Surprisingly, it was one of the better sequels I've been to see. The narrative kept me interested and it ended with the promise of a third movie - let's hope that doesn't disappoint!

Also, I've been getting organised for my weekend away next week. Mainly this involved an unnecessary amount of list making - who really needs to make a list of the lists they need to make? Honestly, the most exciting part has probably been stocking up on travel minis. There's something endearing about tiny tubes of toothpaste!

The end of the week has been crazy! The BBC Good Food Show came to Harrogate from Friday to Sunday. My oh my work has been incredibly busy - I even spotted John Whaite, who won the third series of The Great British Bake Off.

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Physically, I've taken a bit of a knocking this week. The curse of the extreme cold/flu was thrust upon me and I've definitely been feeling pretty weak and gross.
Hopefully I'll be fully recovered in time for my trip next weekend!

This week's teaching: "Bodies require: food, rest, attention, patience."

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