12. She back. Again……again

In my first blog of this series I vehemently stated that y’all are not allowed to let me get distracted by a man. 

Aaaaand I immediately got distracted by a man! 

Plot twist. He’s my boss. 

As in, I’ve been working a lot. Calm down 😉

But for reals, ya girl has been buuuussyyyyy! 

In a fascinating turn of events, that to be quite honest I’m still trying to adjust to, I find myself in a position at a workplace I absolutely adore. I’m talking, spending every spare moment at or thinking about work kind of obsessed. I may or may not have figured out that the more energy I put into my job, the less energy I have to care about silly things like whether or not I’ll die bitter and alone. Also it’s nice to have the money to look after myself again. I want to make sure I look fabulous when they find me dead, alone in my bitter old lady cottage, half eaten by my twelve cats. Shit, that’s dark, maybe I should start dating again… But wait, there’s no time for that, there’s crystal lamps to be sold!! 

See? It’s a good system. 

(My Higher Self just rolled her eyes so hard they exited her skull). 

Okay, look, it may not be an entirely balanced approach to life. Which has become painfully apparent the past couple of weeks since I’ve been sick. 

Being bedridden with a very foggy brain has been a very rude shock. I’ve been completely unable to work and therefore found myself amongst a slight identity crisis. It would appear I’ve done the thing. You know the thing? Where you’re good at something, so you get all the good feels from doing it, so you do more of it, until it just kinda takes over your whole sense of self? Then when it’s not there you don’t know how to function? Yeah whoops. I actually found a way to be in a co-dependant relationship without even dating, look at me reaching new heights!

It has, of course, been perfect timing. I mean naturally I would be offered a promotion (+ roughly a million more hours) at my day job as soon as I was finding the groove I wanted within my own world. Because if ones world isn’t challenged, how does one know what’s really important?

So we’ve circled back around again to this – it is absolutely imperative that I prioritise all the things that make me me. I need to be embodying enough different aspects of myself so that I won’t fall apart if I lose one. 

Now. Again. I’M GOING TO WRITE A DAMN DAILY(ish) BLOG AND I WILL NOT GET FUCKING DISTRACTED!