No one likes a boring bitch...

...but I am one and I don't give an ounce of fuck! Hey you! (I don't know why but somehow my blog spiked in the last few days) Sorry about the long ass break I had from this, but I kind of lost my way with it for a while. I didn't see the benefit from it anymore, it wasn't getting me any where. And plus life happened, and this just didn't seem important for the time being. I've had a few things running around in my brain so thought it was time to get some of them written down, well on here I mean.

So here's something I have been thinking about. Do you know what I get excited about? Finding Dr Seuss book pages that I can frame and put in my future house (I sounds like Ted Mosby). I also get excited about fresh bed sheets and a good nights sleep.

I get super excited for stupid shits, and maybe that's just me.

But do you know what I don't get excited about? Night's out. That Doc Marten's that kill my feet for days after and make me walk like I have shat myself. I don't get excited about drinking vodka even though I HATE VODKA, but you drink it because it's cheap and it's easy to shout across the bar..

I have come to realize somewhere between 22 and now, that the night's out just weren't worth the hangovers anymore. I know what some of you are thinking, boring little bitch. And I'm not sitting here naively saying I will never again have one drink too many, or I am never going on a night out ever again. That's not the point I'm making. I definitely still will and I'm sure I'll have fun along the way. 

But now I take "live for the weekend" in a different sense. I like walking round parks, I like finding funny pics on the net and lol'd myelf to death while I'm at it. I like pretending I'm going to exercise and then never doing it. I like going round a friend's house for a cup of choc and two bottles of cheap wine later we are playing just dance. (I miss you --') 

This friend of mine, knows me quite well, actually most of them. I think they're amazing, and value their opinion. Sometimes I do think I kind of live my life through my friends, I get so proud of their achievements, and kind of forget my own, and almost down play them. I don't give myself credit when credit is due. But then again the achievements have been few and far between at the minute. I have things in the pipeline, that hopefully will become more concrete in the not so distant future. But I don't want to jinx things.

I can't wait for my friends to get married, I like talking about mortgages and vegetable patches, I like seeing the potential in a piece of furniture and finding stuff for a DIY project. I like going to coffee shops, I like not swimming on a weekly basis...that's a lie, I'm now just too lazy to do it all the time.

I love the fact that I enjoy my job (partially), have a passion for my work (sometimes, like 2 out 5 days of the week), and can see a future in it, a progression. It is somewhat like a second home, so thank god I enjoy it.

I like being "boring" I like being old, I enjoyed my past, I had an absolute blast, but now it is time for a new type of fun... like trying different types of gin and being able to tell the difference! And luckily that is how I spent my last friday night, a meal out and a trip to the pub. On the the other hand,  I can't deny that I now am so into someone, that is sweet but it's just to early to say that I am in love although I almost forget how it feels; to be falling in love and to be loved back. I ended my last relationship over 2 months ago or so. Hmm, cant say that's a long time to feels so alone, but in a time like this, like now, i need someone to care from me. I need her to care for me. So the next post will be about her.