The last couple of days have been a little bit of a wakeup call to be honest! The other day I was having lazy day and decided to clip my hair up. I grabbed my freaky blinking eye hair clip and went out.

As we got home my partner asked me why I was wearing such a freaky clip. I started to go into a story about where the clip was from and then reality hit me in the face like a big fat brick. The realisation that I now own things that I use every day that are older than my cousins. The realisation I have held onto a hair clip for 7/8 years now. The realisation that it has been 8 years now since I began college. 

The next shocker came in the form of a gig. Me, my partner, my mom and stepdad all went to a Train gig in Birmingham the other day. The venue is the 02 Academy. Back when I used to go to gigs on a more regular basis I knew this venue inside out. A few years ago it was known as the Carling Academy and then it changed to the 02 Academy. We turned up about 6.50 for the doors opening at 7.00 but when we got there it appeared very quiet. I quickly swallowed my pride and shoved my partner in the direction of the nearest taxi driver to ask them what was going on. The taxi driver informs us that the 02 Academy changed venue about 8 months ago. *hangs head in shame* We then had to jump in said taxi to get us there in time for the doors opening. 

Initially these things did start to depress me a tad and then I thought, what the Hell? I’ve still got plenty of years in me yet and I have plenty of things to experience. No I may not be a teenager any more and I am going up an age bracket next year. So what? I have a wedding to plan, a brilliant partner and I am the happiest I have ever been. Bring on the wrinkles!

I read this and it made me feel kind of sad. It’s good to strive to some extent but I think if we are constantly dissatisfied with what we have it can become draining. I just have to say this man has such a gift and should be proud of himself. I saw him in concert yesterday in Birmingham and had to hold back tears on a couple of occasions (sad I know ;)) especially when Train played Marry Me, the song my fiancée proposed to on Christmas day.

On a side note I can empathise with not feeling satisfied. I have a home, but I’m disappointed I’m renting. My fiancee loves me for who I am and loves my body the way it looks, my skin crawls every time he touches my “flabby bits” and the scars tell the tale me and my body have had against each other, I have a job that I hate but currently nobody is employing anywhere else and I have a degree but I only got a 2:2. The thing that keeps me going is that I have an absolutely brilliant family and brilliant friends and I know that there is so much more to life than my own personal satisfaction :) x  

patmonahan:

After having 6 kids, my parents took a breather. Can’t blame them. Breather? With having to take care of 6 children, how could anything sound like a breather? Yeah, good point. Well, anyway six years passed and then voila! There I was. Precious, isn’t he.
My dad said I was mature even as a baby,…