Sunday, 1 June 2014

Relax and start again

It has taken me longer than expected to truly move on.  I wont pretend that I haven't been surprised by this, or, on reflection, a little disappointed in myself for not being able to let go.

It's almost the pain pleasure thing of continually pushing the bruise that you know hurts.

I made the decision to leave my job 6 months ago now, but it still feels very real and very raw.

It isn't helped by the boredom of my current placement and the frustration at knowing the job search continues.
In the time since I resigned and left, we have moved in to our new house and spent every single weekend engrossed in diy.

I have now found a pile of unread magazines, I have over a thousand unread posts on Bloglovin (and that is with a regular clear out), I have clothes unwashed that I want to wear and although I am always looking forward to the weekend, I have realised that I am never really relaxing enough to enjoy it.

This has to change.
c/o the guardian.com

I want to wake up refreshed and ready for the day ahead.  I want to switch off and enjoy the fabulous home that we are creating, and I need to remind myself that some times it is absolutely OK, to do nothing.

Relax with a cup of tea and a magazine in the garden.  After all, that's why we bought this house.

I hope you have had a lovely weekend.

x