God it is dull here today. The day seems longer than a week. So instead of writing a post where I just complain about the fact that the new air conditioning is too low so my fingers have no feeling in them, or discussing the finer points of the design of our new toilets (rubbish – style of practicality) or ranting about the fact that people seem to think it is acceptable to call a Customer Service department and proceed to eat while they talk to me I have found this meme in my drafts folder and as it has been a while since I have subjected you to one – here it is!
10 years ago… I was 18. I had packed up my worldly belongings and moved away from home for the first time to go to University. I was having trouble making friends and everything was wrong. I would stick it out for another few weeks just because I didn’t want to feel like a failure. One night I collapsed in a nightclub and was unceremoniously dumped on the back step by a bouncer. This seemingly small thing changed me and my life forever.
5 years ago… I was 23 and living alone for the first time in my life. I had broken up with my long term boyfriend but decided to stay in Brighton and make a go of it. I had some great friends and was young, single and very free. Spending lots of time with G#1 and City Girl and generally having a great time. I was seeing a man who was a lot older than me and was enjoying being the one in charge for a change!
1 year ago… I was 27 and living with G#1 and G#2. I was developing a crush on a very lovely man at work but was happy being single. My days were filled with work and my nights with a great group of friends who I loved. I was happy and it I was trying to come to terms with the fact that it was a good thing and I shouldn’t freak out!
yesterday… Nothing exciting happened at all. I got up, went to work, went to the Chiropractors and found out that one of the bits at the bottom of my spine is twisted to the right and that means my left hip is 18mm higher than my right. Went home, made soup, watched the final 2 episodes of Lost season 2 and went to sleep.
today… Is Wednesday. It has been a very long, dull, boring day and all I want to do is go home. I am going swimming on my way back though which is a change from the norm.
tomorrow… Is just another day. I am going to bake lots of cakes to bring into work on Friday to sell to people to raise money for Macmillan Cancer Research.
in 1 year… I would love to say something exciting but I fully expect to be sat here in this desk doing this job. Hopefully by then Paul and I will have found a house that we can afford to buy. I hope I am healthier than I am now and that I will have my continuing health problems under control.
in 5 years… I hope I will be content and happy. I hope that I am married (to Paul obviously!) and have had at least one child. I would also like to have published my first book.