I haven’t posted for a very long time. My main excuse for my lack of presence is that I was struck down with a terrible illness – a kidney infection – and though I have a slight tendency to exaggerate, I’m not lying when I say this was the worst kind of poorly I’ve ever been.
Amongst not being able to move for days due to the pain and throwing up anything I even looked at, it sent me a little crazy too (yes, crazier than usual). I found myself in a panic about what to do with Anna’s house extension (I don’t know an Anna, nor would I be of any assistance with her building plans) and I was also growing increasingly worried about what Breaking Bad‘s Jessie and Walt might do without me while I was ill – admittedly this could be down to a recent Netflix addiction, but nevertheless it was a strange and miserable few weeks.
I haven’t been completely off the radar though, on Instagram I’ve started the 100 happy days challenge. I’m loving taking the time each day to consciously note something that has made me happy that day. It’s all about appreciating the little things in life, small moments of the day that you are grateful for or that make you smile, which, after a few weeks in bed staring at four walls and feeling bloody miserable, has been a very easy challenge!
Here are some of the highlights from my happy days so far:
A summer’s evening in the garden, because life is just better when the sun’s out!
Tuesday Cocktails because, well we made it through Tuesday didn’t we?!
A champagne breakfast on a day other than Christmas makes me all kinds of happy!
Being able to get out and run again – a sad, whiny, painful kind of a happy!
But, like the reality of my horrible illness that wasn’t very happy or shiny, life doesn’t always have a filter, and of course there are sad days too. Here are a few of my general daily rage provokers…
Finding out post-meal that this bowl of green leaves, shredded carrot, boiled rice and teryaki chicken is over 900 calories. Please lord how?!
Trying to run again after lots of weeks off and proceeding to shed ACTUAL TEARS. In front of my boyfriend. Before, during and after.
Just Mondays. Especially ones that start at 5am and end 16 hours later.
When it rains in July. Who is allowing this to happen and when will they be fired?
And when some days we just have a blank day that was neither here nor there. No posts. No words. No nothing. That’s reality and it happens. But, at least we know on those days that tomorrow can only be more colourful.
What are your happiest and saddest moments of today?