It’s Monday 4th January and today, along with being the day I write my first blog post, I will also go back to work after a very long break. Eugh. Whilst it does ease the pain knowing many of you are in the same boat, I however, am returning to work after five weeks off, after getting married, after honeymooning in the Maldives, and after a very lovely Christmas at home with family. December 2015 was the best month we could have ever imagined… *mind wanders*.
But anyway, you can imagine the blues I’m feeling today, or even if you can’t, let me tell you this ain’t no ordinary blues. This is the Monday blues multiplied by a million. I spent the past fifteen months wedding planning, dress shopping, prosecco sipping, food tasting, decor designing, vision board making, accessory hunting, photo taking. As any post-wedding bride will know, as much as you relish it, it goes by in a heartbeat and I now find myself thinking, what’s next?
If you’ve read my profile in the About section of my blog, you’ll know this, and you’ll also know that starting this blog is one of my New Year’s resolutions for 2016. The cliché is not lost on me, believe me, I’ve no doubt many people start blogs on the 1st January each year with great intentions of becoming budding writers. But resolutions exist for a reason I suppose and all I can do is give it a go. A new year gives us a chance to start fresh, to embrace new beginnings, to right the wrongs, and most of all, to do things we want and love to do.
Writing has always been a passion of mine. I don’t claim, nor will I ever claim to be the best writer in the world, but it is therapeutic for me in a way that nothing else is. As far back as I can remember I’ve been writing – from short stories when I was in primary school with innovative titles such as Mr Pen(!), to poems and songs of my teenage angst, heartache, and rebellion as I got a little older. Not to mention the essay long letters I used to write to my friends and pass through the classroom in secondary school (said friends could tell you a story or two about those I’m sure!).
When I left college however, writing became a daily part of my life through my jobs in PR and more recently in Internal Comms, and writing for myself, just for the sake of writing, fell by the wayside. So as nervous as I am about putting my thoughts, loves, interests, fears, adventures and daily antics on here for you all to read, I’m challenging myself to embrace blogging and write as much as physically possible over the next year to see where it will take me.
Twelve months, 362 days. Here I go… I hope you’ll come along for the ride.