We’re living in history right now. People are going to be talking about this for years to come. I expect our grandchildren will ask us what it was like to live through. The world is a scary place. There’s a lot of unknowns. A lot of sadness. Everything is changing,...
Hey, guys. So, the situation over the last few weeks has turned into one unlike anything anyone has ever witnessed in our lifetimes. People are scared, people are panicking – we’re facing the unknown and that it usually an uncomfortable place to be. I had other plans for this week’s...
Happy Friday 13th! I actually love Friday 13th’s. I’m not entirely sure why: I think I see them as special and almost magical, in a way. I mean, no one cares if it’s Friday 12th, but it’s a big deal when it’s the 13th. And they do say (the collective,...
Here in the UK, we are being absolutely battered by storms, one after the other. It’s starting to feel normal – like a weekend is supposed to have a storm and the sun is a mythical object. The whole situation has been sort of reflecting how I’ve been feeling lately....
We made it! One whole week of being unofficial is already over! My first #UnofficialWeekOf, appropriately assigned as the #UnofficialWeekOf Trying Something New went fairly well my end. On Monday, I took the courageous first step of attempting to use the office microwave for the very first time (an epic...
March. It is almost MARCH, guys. How is it almost March already?! So, January and February disappeared in a blur. A clean-slate, full-of-new-challenges, birthday-celebrating blur. I officially stated my intention to take on not one but TWO challenges in 2020, and neither of them are the one-sixth done they should...
… Yeah, I have no idea. I’m sure it is the National Week of Something, but I don’t know what that is. These kind of things are like solar eclipses – you only know about them when someone mentions it to you all obscurely in passing and then acts completely shocked...
AKA, the 100 Rejections Quest. Happy new year! Scrap that – happy new decade! I absolutely adore new years, when everything feels shiny and new and incontrovertibly possible. It’s the fresh-start of it all. And I know it’s all arbitrary – just another number that’s no different to tomorrow being...
