Friday, 28 October 2016

Another Year Older

Last Tuesday marked my Birthday. Another year older and from the time I've been having lately, I think another year now much wiser.

Birthday's always seem to make me feel a little odd, contemplative even. I always reflect on the year I've had and worry that as time flies by I need to make the years count. I worry that I've whiled away the time without a care in the world when actually years are so precious. 

But it's different this year; when thinking about writing this post I realised, my 27th year was one which contained many firsts. So here's just a snapshot...

In February I bought my first home, an absolute ruin if you will and I restored it to the best of my abilities, and it's now a place I'm so proud to call home and take comfort in losing hours burrowed on the sofa watching Netflix in. 

In April I rehomed my first animal. I am now a responsible cat lady and Murdoch has turned me into all sorts of a crazy cat lady, and I love him for it. I've said it before and I'll say it again, he is my favourite part of every day, coming home to his little face is perfect.

I went to my first professional Rugby game and it was pretty ace and is now a regular occurrence. 

I said no to my head and went with my heart in the pursuit of my dream job instead of taking a significant pay rise (fingers crossed it all works out). 

I visited Bath for the first time, and fell in love with the place. 

I failed at every diet attempt I made, and came to terms with it and owned the bikini with my average, overweight body on holiday without hating myself too much. 

I visited The Hand and Flowers for the first time and it was worth every single penny (that's an AWFUL LOT of pennies ;p)

I had a boy move in with me. As in move in officially, own key, shared chores, split bills, the lot! Shock horror I managed to convince someone it's easy to live with me, pah hah ha.

And most of all I learnt what it means to be loved completely and utterly unconditionally for what I genuinely think is the first time. I've loved before, it's well documented here, but I've never been accepted, completely and utterly as I am without feeling like I need to change. That's a pretty serious first there! Proper unconditional love really does make you feel like you can take on the world, and that's a pretty serious super power right there.

With thinking about all these things, I got planning how I might make year 28 matter and here's just a few firsts I have lined up. 

First trip to New York in February. Recommendations are welcome, especially if they include doughnuts. 

First 5k run without stopping. I'm getting physio and am determined to sort these knees out so I'm going to tackle this silly run once and for all. 

First retreat, not sure where yet, but I've got my eye on a few and hope to finally go to one. That kind of thing is right up my street. 

I'm sure there is more but not going to commit myself to anything else in writing now. Thankful for another year and looking forward to what's to come.

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