Blogmas Day 22: Three Days.

Rudolph the Post It Reindeer, sat upon a shiny phone...and if you ever rang it, he would maybe say hello........

Three days until Christmas - Three Festive Facts From Today

Christmas Song I sang along to at the top of my lungs

Merry Christmas Everyone.

Number of Cheesy Christmas poems I wrote about Monkeys

Just the one!!

Festive Friend Meet Up Total

Technically one, but two if you count saying a quick hi and bye to the friends my mum was with when she was meeting me later in the day.

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I'm Grateful For: Autumn Joys

I did it again, I went nearly a whole year without posting anything, because I'm rubbish. If you're new here, I do this. If you're not new, you know this. I have no real excuse this year - last year was the year of opposites, I had a lot on at work, my mother and father in law died 21 days apart, I got married four months later, there was grief, there was a Canadian honeymoon, there was stuff going on. I'd be lying if I said this year had been smooth sailing, but there's been more of a sense of calm. I get to autumn and I get all airy fairy and contemplative, it's no longer about making it through the year, it's, as my boss beautifully put it this week, limping towards Christmas. Years ago, and about three blogs ago - if you can be bothered scrolling far enough through the archive I've uploaded here - I used to write happy lists of all the things that made me happy, because I was a bit like Joy from inside out - happy because happy and even when it...

Stop faking it: 30 day challenge #5

Something I realised today that I have allowed to feed my imposter syndrome is the fact that I look younger than I am. I’m quite lucky in that respect, for the most part, people are kind to me because they see the youthful face and have a comforting tone and a kinder delivery. Sometimes though, it can manifest in someone being patronising or dismissive of ‘the daft wee lassie’ I don’t always carry myself as the 32 year old that I am, which can perhaps come off as inexperience or ineptitude. When I do start to carry myself as a competent and experienced 32 year old, I’ve found people who assume I’m younger can read it as ‘getting above my station’ It was a harmless comment from an older colleague talking about old money that sparked the thought process in my head but it has reminded me to address it. It perhaps comes under ‘practice it until your perfect it’ - I can work on carrying myself not so much as a ‘grown up’ but as someone who has the experience and knowledge ...

A Thursday Happy List.

I haven't had a bad day, far from it, I had a very nice day....but it was a very nice day that felt a little bittersweet. So I made a happy list to remind me of some of the things that make me smile and encourage me to focus on positives. If, like me, you are into stationery and thought that looks like a fun notepad, my notepad is from Paperchase - http://www.paperchase.co.uk/all-change-a5-notebook.html

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