The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all.
F*ck it, Do it (and Write About It)
I’ve spent the last few weeks high on cortisol. Oh yesssss, my body’s main stress hormone has been a little elevated while I navigate myself through the New Zealand house buying process, which is quite different – and therefore strange and unfamiliar – to the UK. It’s like walking barefoot through a room full ofContinue reading “Cortisol hormone high”
Oh hiiiiiiiii. It’s been ages. So much has happened, yet as I go to write about what that was, my is blank. Oh, I changed my hair colour which is a nice change. But I guess the main thing is probably that I turned 41 since my last post. Like most years, I feel noContinue reading “Happy birthday houses”
A couple of people have commented recently about how I’ve got my life / shit together. My instant thought was to say ‘oh hell no, no I haven’t, no one’s got their shit together’ but that reaction felt like a deflection of a compliment, and as soon as I thought about saying it, I couldContinue reading “Having your shit together”