Where life's contradictions get comfortable

I I had a thought this morning. There are so many things that I want to do. It makes me wonder if I will have time to do any of them. I have been thinking about starting a podcast. I have started to write. I am writing a blog - well, attempting to. I want to write a book. I have a few ideas for completely different storylines that no way can merge into one book, so I don’t actually know right now if that will ever come to fruition, as I can’t pin down one idea. I have thought

The other day my lad was talking to me about his mates starting university and said that sometimes, when people finish, bear in mind they haven’t started yet. That some go on sabbatical for a year or eighteen months. So it has got me thinking. Can I go on a sabbatical? Can I just check out of life for a bit? Sod off around the world, travelling in my van- can you have a sabbatical from your family? Is that even a thing? I looked up a sabbatical definition, and it said that it

Ah, midlife. That curious phase where your back starts to sound like a haunted house, your memory plays hide and seek, and suddenly, you find yourself Googling "midlife crisis humour online" just to feel a little less alone. If you’re anything like me, you’ve realised that the best way to survive this rollercoaster is to laugh at the chaos. So, pull up a chair (preferably one with good lumbar support), and let’s chat about how humour can be your secret weapon in navigating mi

Those weeks when even basic decisions feel like advanced project management. That’s it; I have decided that I am incapable of thinking for myself. Well, at least I don’t want to. Why do we always have decisions to make? I don’t want them anymore. Can’t someone just come in and make all the decisions for me? I am having an indecision day. What do I eat for dinner? I don’t know, anything. How about just putting a plate in front of me and telling me to eat it. This I could see w