29th January 2018

3 Things 2017 Taught Me

This post is long overdue and *almost* went unwritten, but it is very much needed for future me to look back on. I think she’ll be grateful. 

You see, 2017 was one of those years that taught me a lot about the nuances of life and just how damn complicated it can be. It was the year that made me realise I am a full on grown up now and for better or worse it has taught me a great deal of things.

You can’t plan out your life 

This is a lesson that most people will be like duh, but as a self-confessed Monica Gellar-esque control freak, I love to plan. 1-year plans, 5-year plans, 10-year plans – I was all for that until 2017 sent me a curveball. I was diagnosed with endometriosis that left me hospitalised three times, unable to work for nearly a month and suffering from symptoms nearly every day. The cute little plan that I had for my life, went right out the window and I had to amend my plans to suit my new lifestyle. I’m making it sound all doom and gloom, but it’s really not.

I now work part-time in a job that I absolutely love, with perfect hours that give me flexibility if I get ill, or need to slow down and take it easy. I have time to volunteer, bake, blog and have a social life without being overwhelmed and me and David are now in a position where we can buy a house. I didn’t plan for any of this to happen, but it’s all worked out okay.

In 2018 I am done with the grand plans, I’m just going to plod along and see what life carves out for me. Once you adopt that mindset, it is incredibly freeing.

Pets can do wonders for mental health

As much as I love cats, I was really hesitant to adopt a kitten when David suggested it. I was still recovering from being ill, Christmas was coming up and I didn’t want to have to worry about the responsibility of having a pet at that moment in time.

But my goodness, adopting Luna has to be one of the best things we did in 2017. She has done wonders for my mental health, and she keeps me company on the days when I’m poorly in bed. Everything about her fills my heart with so much joy, it’s actually scary how much I love her. I’ve turned into one of those people that shows strangers videos of that cat but I don’t care. 

Saying no will erode your identity 

I’ve always said that if there is life in my bones, I am going to live it,  but a great number of things accumulated (health, money, work), so that my go-to-answer to a social event or outing was no. Then I read this quote from Shonda Rhimes book Year of Yes that just clicked.

Losing yourself doesn’t happen all at once. Losing yourself happens one no at a time. No to going out tonight. No to catching up with that old college roommate. No to attending that party. No to going on vacation. No to making a new friend – Shonda Rhimes Year of Yes.

I was saying no, so many times I was losing pieces of myself. But I’m saying balls to that, and I’m going to start getting me back one yes at a time, even if I really can’t be bothered. It’s going to be a struggle, but it’s worth it if it will mean I get me back.

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