Blogmas Day 1: Hello December

I got up this morning, opened door one in my Moo Free advent calendar, got in my car, drove to work, listened to some Christmas songs on the radio, responded to a message about a Christmas night out and about half way through the day it hit me that its actually December. As in the last month of the year.........

My year has actually vanished, which possibly isn't a bad thing, they do say time flies when you are having fun.

I've been watching some vlogmas videos today and reading some blogmas posts and decided to give it a go this year!

Playing in a brass band, I tend to have a pretty busy December most years....so I shouldn't be stuck for things to talk about and document along my journey to Christmas!

Trouble is....I haven't actually thought this through or done any forward planning.....

So to ease me into Blogmas....seeing as it's the first of December...I'm considering how the number one has impacted my year.

One Driving Licence
I passed my driving test in October and can finally drive!! I've yet to master parking and I've not really ventured beyond driving between work, home and the local cinema but it's a work in progress!
One - Car!
After I passed my test, I got a little purple car to get me to work and named it Phoebe.

One New Job
One of the best things to happen this year was that I managed to get a job! And one that uses my degree! After so many knock backs, my confidence had vanished and my spirit was all but gone but I feel so much more like myself again.
One - One year old nephew!
Although my Nephew Harry was born last November, it was really this year before he started becoming a person and not a tiny sleeping ball of smallness. He has such an amazing personality, a cracking smile and a fantastic sense of mischief...and he's just turned one. Literally everything is a magical new discovery to him and that little fire in his belly is infectious.

Maybe One has been my lucky number this year.
I shall aim to make tomorrow far more interesting! :-)

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