Meeting trouble halfway

My Mam taught me that expression. I’m especially good at doing it; dreading something that may or may not happen. This week especially has been stressful in work and I find myself worried about not meeting certain targets when I usually do. Just one more day!


House hunting

Everyone told me that finding a house was tough part of getting a mortgage. I foolishly thought the hard part would be to find a house you like, and of course that’s part of it, but another part is finding a house you can afford. The lending rules are so strict that our choices are limited, and even the houses in our price range can go up when it becomes a bidding war. We’ve only properly looked at two houses so far; the first was gorgeous but it went up higher than we could afford, the second needed way too much work that would essentially drain us financially.

Let’s hope for lucky number three!

Vhi Women’s Mini Marathon 2018

The first time I did this marathon years back, I was determined to jog it with just a few weeks of training. Naturally I wound up walking it. My Mam and I did it two more times. It’s been two years since I’ve done it and I was hoping to jog it by now, but as you know I realised that jogging wasn’t for me. Besides, they say walking is the new running!

What you reading?

My research is going well. Right now my focus is sociopathy and I’m currently reading Confessions of a Sociopath by M.E. Thomas, which may or may not be a clever work of fiction. It’s not a book I wanted to bring to work with me, might raise a few eyebrows! But I feel embarrassed, you know? I feel like I can’t really answer truthfully what I’m doing when I’m taking notes or reading books that seem a little out of the norm. If I say ‘I’m researching a book’, I imagine people would look at me like I’ve told them I’m hoping to break Hollywood!

30 in 30 days: day thirty – my birthday

Well, I made it! I know sometimes it seemed that I was clutching at straws trying to find new things to do, and it’s true. I’m happy with what I’ve accomplished. I realised the other night that I’m in a much better place turning thirty than I was when I turned twenty.

When I was turning twenty I was a broke college student, I’d just lost my job, I had a car I couldn’t afford to insure and therefore couldn’t drive, I was single and text-flirting with a guy who would later turn out to be an asshole. At thirty I have a full-time job, I’m engaged, I have a car that’s fully insured and I’m licensed to drive, and I just got mortgage approval. I guess you could say life begins today!

I actually did do something new today, I started researching for a story I’m hoping to write. I love writing notes and I wrote four and a half pages, my poor hand is killing me! But mostly I relaxed because I booked the day off work (which I’m getting paid for), so I’m off to a good start.

Thank you for your support these past thirty days and I hope you’ll stick with me in this new decade of my life. Roll on the thirties!