Going Solo

So, I have been doing some major thinking over the past few weeks. If you are familiar with my posts, you will know that I have been at crossroads in my career life for a while now. In short, I have absolutely no idea what I want to be when I grow up, and have been merely existing in my current role as a payroll administrator.

Well, I am excited to say, there have been some small developments in that area.

Actually, I’m hoping that these small developments will turn into something big, but let’s take things one step at a time.

I have decided that I would like to be a life coach. Furthermore, I have started a new business blog, Instagram, and Facebook page for my life coaching career, called A Happier Life For You.

Now, for those darlings who follow the links to check out my new online venture, it is still in very early stages. What I mean by that is, my website is virtually unprepared, and I have barely posted over on Facebook and IG.

But I’m getting there, slowly but surely.

By writing about it today in this blog post, I am committingmyself to it, which will definitely encourage me to continue.

I know what I want, but I sometimes lack the motivation, especially when I have other stuff going on in my life.

Of course, I’ve still got my office job as I do need to pay the bills, but this is a great opportunity for me to take control of my working life and work for myself instead of dealing with bad management and office politics.

Exciting times ahead! And if you do visit my IG, FB, or business blog and give me a follow/like, I’m not joking when I said there isn’t yet much to see – but it would be very much appreciated. As would any feedback or suggestions for my website. 😊


Book Review: Trespassing by Brandi Reeds

This was my Kindle First choice for March, and OMG, I’m glad I chose it.

When Veronica’s three year-old daughter Elizabella begins talking to an imaginary friend, Veronica worries that hereditary schizophrenia may be the cause. As a child, she had watched her mother succumb to the disease, and she is frightened for her daughter. Already fraught with tension due to her ongoing IVF treatment, things take a turn for the worse when husband Micah fails to return home after a business trip, and Veronica’s seemingly perfect life begins to unravel.

Suddenly, Elizabella is appearing to predict Micah’s death, which is surely impossible, and the police are suspicious of Veronica’s part in her husbands disappearance. She digs deeper into his life in an effort to track his last movements, and is shocked to discover the extent of Micah’s lies.

Did Micah’s plane really crash into the sea? Why does Veronica own a house in Key West that she has no knowledge of? And who is the night-time smoker who seems to be following her everywhere?

The suspense in this novel is nail-biting, and it is difficult to know who Veronica can trust throughout the story. There are so many twists and turns, along with a smidgen of romance. It certainly keeps you guessing!

This is a brilliant debut novel. I loved it!

Happy Mother’s Day #WeekendCoffeeShare

It always baffles me why events such as Mother’s Day are celebrated at different times of the year in different countries. Why not have a universal date?

Anyway, here in the UK, today is Mother’s Day. It is held exactly three weeks before Easter Sunday, on the fourth Sunday of Lent. Apparently. As somebody who is not religious in the slightest, this is news to me, but interesting news nonetheless.

So today, if you are joining me for coffee, we will be discussing our mums. I hope this is okay when you.

My mum is incredible. Okay, in my younger years, she had her faults. She let me down, she wasn’t supportive, she had a terribly histrionic temper. It couldn’t have been easy, being a single parent to three kids, two of who went off the rails (my brother and sister, not me.)

These days, she is always there for me when I need her. She isn’t great with the advice, but she will try her hardest to help, whatever the problem. She knows her limitations though, but she will put herself out there for her children.

She is easily my best friend. I don’t really discuss my problems with anyone, but if I do, it’s with my mum.

She’s also a brilliant handyman. She can turn her hand to most things. She can sew, hang wallpaper, and make a mean lasagne, better than any other I’ve tasted. Better than a true Italian lasagne.

She’s also ditzy and forgetful and has a crazy sense of humour.

For Mother’s Day, she asked me to take her to the gym. Yep, not my idea of a celebration, but what she wants, she gets. While there, we were watching a woman in her 50’s on the rowing machine. She spent at least 30 minutes on there, maybe more. As fledgling gym bunnies, we were in awe of her stamina. On approaching the rowing machines to do our 5 minutes, my mum turned to the woman, a complete stranger, and said, “have you got to Australia yet?”

I love my mum. She’s ace.

Apart from my son, she’s my favourite person in the world.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mums out there! 💜

March 5th Memories

Monday was a significant day for me, although I wish it wasn’t. Every year when March the 5th comes around, it reminds me of Him.

It the birthday of The One That Got Away.

Well, I say The One That Got Away, but what I really mean is The Bullet I Dodged.

Even though, I still think of him. But not in an I Wish You Were Mine kind of way. More a What Was I Thinking kind of way.

There is always The One that you fall for with your entire being, only for them to break your heart so completely that it will probably never heal again.

And even if it does, it will always have fault lines and missing pieces.

He was that person. I thought it was real love. I thought he was The One. But now I’ve come to my senses, I’m not sure what I was thinking.

I no longer miss him. I no longer want him back. I no longer think of him when I wake each morning, and last thing at night.

But he does still cross my mind, more often than I am comfortable with. I’m certainly not in love with him anymore. I liken it to an important lesson that changes your life forever, and which stays with you until you learn something new and just as important. Like figuring out algebra or something. Having my heart smashed into pieces by him has taught me the hardest lesson I have ever had to learn – that my low self-esteem has led me into situations I should never have even considered being involved in.

Now I’m learning to love myself instead of men who really aren’t worth my time and effort, I suppose it is only normal to mull over the mistakes I’ve made in the past, and the lessons I’ve learned.

That’s the only reason I still think about him. Because this heart is now closed. This heart is now healing.

Book Review: White is the Coldest Colour by John Nicholl

Doctor David Galbraith is a renowned child psychologist with a well-hidden perversion – he is a voracious paedophile with a predilection for young boys. One of the leading members of a nationwide paedophile ring, he is not averse to using murder and extortion in an effort to get what he wants.

Anthony Mailer is seven years-old and struggling to adapt to the break up of his parents marriage. Worried, his mother Molly arranges an appointment with a child psychologist in an effort to return her son to his former self.

Step in Dr. David Galbraith, who already has Anthony in his depraved sights, and will stop at nothing to fulfil his sick desires.

Despite the sensitive subject matter, which some may find off-putting, this book had all the hallmarks of a decent crime novel. Unfortunately, however, for me, it did fall a little short of the mark.

The writing style leaves a lot to be desired, and definitely highlights the fact that this is a debut novel. It is amateurish, and the dialogue is stilted and cliched. DI Gravel, the main protagonist, is blunt, unnecessarily rude and disparaging, and needs a few lessons in effective people management. And Dr. Galbraith’s habit of calling people “old boy” and “my dear lady” was actually really annoying and unrealistic.

He really is a dangerous and despicable villain though which kept me reading until the end, if only to see him get his comeuppance.

I’ve given this book 3 stars on Goodreads.

February Overview

After January’s epic record of blog posts in one month, and a fantastic start to 2018 blog-wise, February has admittedly been a little hit and miss. I’m going to blame it on the fact that it’s a shorter month, but in reality I’ve been juggling so many different balls that it’s been difficult to keep all of them up. Who knows what to prioritise, when there are so many different projects on my schedule.

I don’t feel as positive as I did last month, but my life is currently a turmoil, and I’m unable to concentrate on anything for very long. This I will blame on the full moon.

So let’s put things into perspective, and look at my recent achievements as well as my goals for March.

Recent achievements

  • My dad came to visit and I had a lovely weekend catching up with family and friends I haven’t seen in a while.
  • I had my review at work and, following on from that, am changing my job role slightly to include different tasks. This is reassuring as I have become quite bored with the job role in recent months, and it has made me feel a little more positive about my career path within the company.
  • I have rejuvenated my first blog Fragments of my Mind, which includes poetry from my Facebook page of the same name. This is to coincide with my new Instagram page showcasing my poetry. I am hoping to self-publish a book of poetry later in the year, so watch this space!
  • My best friend Michelle came to stay for the weekend and we had a catch up. February has been quite a social month, for me anyway, which is probably another reason why I haven’t posted much! I do find socialising quite exhausting though, and part of me is glad that I’ve got it out of the way in one month (including my girls night out to Manchester at the end of January.) I can look forward to a few quiet months before the hoards descend on me again!
  • I drove in the snow, and didn’t get stressed about it! This is a definite improvement.

Now I’ve written it all down, I really don’t appear to have achieved much this month, which is disappointing. But again, I will blame it on the fact that it’s been a shorter month!

Goals for March

  1. I went to the gym today. Yes, I really did! And I’m going to try to make it a regular thing. Yep, I’ve shocked myself! Seriously though, I need to exercise more and, surprisingly, I actually enjoyed it.
  2. I plan to continue writing my poetry and get my book in order. I’d like it to be 200 pages long, so I’m finding inspiration wherever I can. My new friend Lindsay has been a massive help. She self-published her book of poetry Wild is She last year, and I’m quite honestly in awe.
  3. I’m going to attempt to get back into the habit of blogging regularly, and also catch up on my letter writing. I’m quite woefully behind with this. I have no explanation for this as I do love to write, whether it’s blog posts, letters or poetry. So why I find it difficult to motivate myself to write a letter to my friends, I really don’t know.
  4. Apparently, changes are afoot at work and I am interested to discover where this will leave me. Hopefully in a better place than I have been so far!

I’m planning on taking baby steps in the first quarter of the year so I will keep it to 4 goals for March. Admittedly, the majority are quite significant and potentially life-changing goals, so there is that. But there is no point in expecting too much from myself, so I’m happy with the 4. Extra achievements will be an added bonus!

What are your goals for March?