We are two thirds into January and so far things are going OK. Money is still a bit squiffy, thanks to M buying nearly £600 worth of things on her phone.

I am enjoying being at home more than going to work but not necessarily because work is bad, just because there are things I’d rather be doing at home. I have spent more time crafting – I have finished cross stitching two things and am about to start my third – along with my embroidery journal.

We have decided to keep our Christmas decorations up (well, the tree) and it is quite nice to see.

And that is to know what I want, what I really really want.

I am not too sure what my problem is. I think I am in pursuit of that perfect life, but I am not entirely sure what constitutes perfect. which is probably, strictly, not ture.

what did I want when I was younger?

• unlimited access to stationery.
• a husband
• a home
• children
• a dog
• to be a teacher

I have achieved all of those things. so why am I not happy?

I always enjoy fresh starts – September as a teacher and how my work life will function, New Year for changes to my personal life. My resolutions never work and things rarely change.

There are changes that need to happen in my life because it is essential. Firstly, money. I need to budget much better. Secondly, weight. I need to eat better to manage my medical condition. I am so tired. All.of.the.time. Then there are things I want to do just for me.

I find it quite difficult to organise my thoughts as to what to do, so I am carrying a notebook around with me so that, if inspiration strikes, I can record it.

Now, do I apologise for the serious lack of blog posting this year? Considering my readership equates to just me (on those days when I proof read), I probably don’t need to.

Lots of excuses for my lack of posting as normal. As for my lack of being wealthy, Lack of being healthy. Etc etc etc. I am trying to become less bothered by this and more accepting of my not so perfect, perfect life. For the want of everything, I believe the only thing that I need is my family alive and by my side. In the past week, I have lost my cousin – tragically at the age of 28. My uncle, his father, is terminally ill with cancer and has vascular dementia. Life is short and I need to remember that next year.

I have decided I need to have a plan for 2023 -I need to be more intentional and take responsibility for myself.

Who knows, I may even blog more.

I have been enjoying the holidays and I have been making the most of my time – which is the reason why I have not been posting much. What’s happened since I last posted? Let me see…

I have been better at taking Sherlock for walks.

I have met up with someone from work.

I have had multiple afternoon naps.

I have been into school to put up my backing paper.

Been into town for our annual girlie day with M – got her first bra.

Been to Meadowhell.

Set up my work bullet journal.

I only have one full week left!

A nice easy day today – just staying at home and enjoying chilling, although hubby did have a 4 hour shift at work.

Today we wnt to MIL house for the afternoon and had chippy tea. Chippy twice in as many days – won’t argue!

Hubby went to visit his brother today, who is ion sheltered accommodation due to the fact that he has autism quite severely.

When the hubster returned home, we went into town and the children spent their spending money from nana and grandad. I ordered myself a new phone.