You can say that again

6 years ago today, I wrote a blog post about how happy I was feeling. It’s funny how life moves on and yet is so incredibly cyclical.

Then: “I have great friends”
Now: I have great friends. 

And I really do. The wonderful thing about my circle of friends is that they’re not really a circle – they’re some form of mathematical object that has lots of lines and intersections and overlaps. I have friends from all walks of life in a myriad of different countries. Each of them have memories with me that others don’t.

Some are rugby pals. Some are work colleagues. Some I met from twitter. Some from blogging. Some are old Uni pals. Some I feel I’ve always known. Some I’m just getting to know.

They all know my faults (of which there are many) and, for the most part, they gloss over them and see them as just another part of me. I love that about them. And yes, as before, I know where I can turn.

Then: “I’m starting to get a semblance of a social life back.”
Now: I need to cut back on my social life.

After I broke up with N, I found it very difficult to get back into the swing of things. Slowly I started throwing myself back into ‘getting out there’. When I moved to Switzerland, I was determined to make the most of my new life.

Now I’ve been here for nearly 6 years (I know!) and life has changed once more. My social life has changed. Instead of going out to 5 in the morning every weekend, I prefer spending my time with close friends drinking wine and talking about the world. I prefer going for a coffee and having a catch up. I prefer exploring the world.

There’s more to life than endless tequila shots and clubs after all! I wish someone had told 22 year old me that.

Then: “I have some money. Not a lot, not enough, but some.”
Now: I have no money. But it doesn’t matter.

One of the massive changes in the last 6 years is the money situation. I’m lucky enough to be in a position where I don’t owe any money and I have a little saved by. Granted, all the money I do have is being ploughed into the new business but, while this is an incredibly scary step for me, it’s exhilarating and brave (I’m allowed to call myself brave, right?) and such a fantastic adventure that I wake up every day excited for what the day will bring.

Then: “I love the freedom that living on my own brings me.”
Now: I’m still on my own. And thank god.

“I love your house,” she said, “it’s so cosy and homely. It’s so you.” One of the biggest compliments I can get is my friends telling me they enjoy being in my home. I love being the hostess. Whereas before, my house used to be my refuge to get away from the world, it’s now open to the world and whoever wants to be here. I love that.

Then: “I have fun crushes.”
Now: I have one fun crush.

…and he makes me very happy.

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Back in the saddle

Oof. It’s been a while.

Last time I posted I was gainfully employed (albeit, on my way out), I was just about to leave for Africa, and I was in a little confusion about the state of my relationship-that-isn’t-really-a-relationship-because-I’m-going-to-Africa-and-I-don’t-know-what-I-want thing.

It’s been a while.

What’s changed?


Having moved on from Big Corporation, I now have a new boss. She can be a bit moody and sometimes she just doesn’t seem to know what she’s doing. So far, I haven’t even been paid! (and yes, this is a stupid way of saying I’m now self-employed)

Joking aside, I’m rather enjoying the ability to make my own decisions, the discipline of having to stick to a meagre budget, the freedom of being able to meet friends for lunch or coffee, the pride of Getting Things Done.


I went to Africa. I survived Africa. I had my once-in-a-lifetime experience that I never have to repeat. I met some amazing people. I met some not-so-amazing people. I did things I never thought I would ever in a million years do even if you paid me (and, in fact, paid to do it)*. It was an experience. It was nothing like I thought it would be. I’m glad I did it. I needed to do it. I won’t do it again.

And my God, I’m so glad to be home again.


So that guy? Yeah, I’m still with him. Despite the fact we both decided that we weren’t going to wait for each other while I was away we… did. And yes, it was odd, seeing him again after 4 months apart. And yes, it was a little awkward at first. But that was at first.

He continually surprises me with his thoughtfulness and kindness, his ability to take situations in his stride that would have me completely freaking out, his relaxed attitude to everything I deign to throw at him (be it a day out with Fursty Ferret to a couple of days with the parents – yes, that happened).

We’re taking it as it comes, I think. Seeing what happens. Enjoying each other’s company and all those other cliches. Let’s see what happens.

And so there you have it. My updated life in fewer than 500 words. Much like I’m targeting 5 meetings a week for work, I should try and give myself a blogging target. After all, this blog is the only place I get to rant to my heart’s content in relative anonymity.

I’m on the case. I’m getting back in the saddle.

* for the very curious, I went skydiving in Namibia. I’m not sure why I said yes. It was absolutely petrifying. The poor chap I was strapped to was completely deaf by the time he got me on the ground. 


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