I have to admit that this is not the first blog I have ever written, In fact there have been several in the past, all covering various topics and although each was created with good intentions, each one lost it’s sparkle and faded into the internet for one reason or another. This time, however, I hope that I can remain inspired and committed, and allow this to become ‘the one’.
I should probably explain what prompted me to start another blog after my last attempts have been so unsuccessful and I have to warn you that although I don’t aim to come across as a wounded woman full of self-pity, that is probably exactly what is about to happen. The long and short of it is this; I got dumped. Unceremoniously and as unexpectedly as sunshine in Manchester. But it’s better if I start at the beginning.
At the tender age of 18 I met my first and only (to date!) love. We navigated student years together, on rations of Sainsbury’s basics food and cheap cider and marched into adulthood, determined to master ‘domestic bliss’. And we did. We planned a family and went window shopping for engagement rings. And just as the moment came to sign on the dotted line for our first mortgage, he decided he had had enough.
And so I find myself living back at home with the parents, 2 sisters, the dog, cat and goldfish. I’ve taken up yoga, lost 3 stone and started keeping a journal. Anything to fill my time. And I suppose this blog is an extension of that. At the end of my ‘Bridget Jones’ phase, I’m now ready to get back out there – re evaluate my life plan and forge a new path for myself. I expect there will be many mishaps along the way, dating disasters and embarrassing moments galore! And I invite you to join me on this journey…
All my love,