There’s another side to me, but one that’s not on this blog: the 9-5 me. Or sometimes 8-9… Or longer… Or weekends. And then there’s my blog, the side of me that you see.
I’m not writing this as being busy should be a badge of honour, it’s not “oh I work such long hours, how wonderful am I” but because, well, honestly, because sometimes it’s good to write it all down.
There are days I ache to write about the amazing experiences that I’ve had, the hotels I’ve stayed at, the restaurants I’ve visited or even the new flat we’re moving into and the beautiful new pieces I’ve bought for it (yup, that’s a big piece of news that hasn’t even been close to making it on here). But then I’m work busy. Working till 9 or later, and then coming home and crashing.
Walking around Oxford looking at all the incredible buildings was a real highlight of our trip. No matter the number of glasses of champagne we have, amazing meals eaten or incredible hotels stayed in, really seeing the places we visit by foot is always our favourite. And how amazing is the Radcliffe Camera?!
So there’s no time. Or at least there’s an illusion of no time. Sure, then there’s the weekends – but then I just want to flop. Stay at home, read, catch up on TV or see friends.
Or I’m ‘life busy’: I’ve (shock horror) made plans with friends, had a quiet night in with Andy or I’ve gone home to Suffolk.
And then, then there’s the blog guilt. There’s been a week with no post. A day with no Instagram. What’s my Twitter handle again? And oh god, there are how many emails in my Inbox?!
So it’s not that I forget, it’s not that I don’t care, but it’s that I want to write about experiences in a way that is as good as that experience itself. Otherwise, that’s going to annoy me even more than not writing the post, or taking the photograph in the first place.
This year, Easter gave me the best gift I could ask for: time. Time away. Time at home. Time with Andy and my family. Time to clear my inbox, catch up (a little) on my blog. And time to relax.
Life gets in the way. Of everything. Strange isn’t it, that life can get in the way of life? Does that even make sense?
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Everyone’s heard of life not being as clean and marble-filled as you might think on Instagram, and one part of that is the ‘busy’ part. The rush between work and dinner. The breakfast smoothie I grab as I run out the door. And the me at my work-desk for hours on end. Maybe if I figure it out, and figure out how to balance everything, well there’s a new blog series for you. See? I make half of the work for myself, but isn’t that part of the fun?
I’m still here – and something tells me I will be on this blog for a while, but sometimes… Well, sometimes life happens when we’re making plans. Now, I have lots of ideas that I had better start penning whilst I’ve re-discovered my voice and whilst I still have a little of my Easter weekend left…
But for now, this sign says it all…