It’s a New Dawn, it’s a New Day, It’s a New life.....and I’m feeling ...

Sore. I’m feeling sore. My shoulder seems to have a kink in it from sleeping awkwardly (again). 

Firstly, apologies for not being up to date with the site. 2018 has been...well shit. It’s been well and truely shit for a number of reasons that I intend to elaborate on at some point. But mainly, it’s my work.

I work in the bank. It’s all I’ve known. But the job I have dis-interests me. It felt like dragging myself along whilst I had concrete shoes and trying to swim. The conditions at work didn’t help, neither did my boss. I was signed off with work related stress (which again, I’m not going to get into with this post, but I do intend to write about it at some point!)

So the last quarter was very tough as a result of this, plus having to pay for physical and mental therapy to help my recovery. 

i was also seeing this girl since August. She was...she didn’t work out. Again, I’ll elaborate in a separate post, but I broke up with her in early December. This hurt as she was someone I saw myself having a future with.  

Dating turns out to be very expensive. My house is currently being rented out to help me find my travel and lifestyle. Much to my own error, I’ve not lived within my means. So with my tenant now leaving (and not having enough time to rent it again, I’m having to move back in, meaning I’m also having to fund the maintainence costs of the house alongside the mortgage (ie council tax, utilities etc). This means I’ve had to cut my costs where I can. I’ve changed car parks for work, cancelled any non-essential memberships (Spotify, audible), going out for tea/coffee/lunch, book club membership and anything else I can. The big cut for me will be therapy. I can’t afford £200/month anymore so not only will I be losing this outlet, but I also need to try and find an alternative form of therapy.

I had a wonderful trip in South East Asia, visiting Vietnam, Cambodia and Thailand. Again, the details of this trip will be published at some point. My sleep pattern is pretty shoddy at present, but I’m hopeful this is just my body adjusting to being back in the UK rather than any underlying issues. 

But at the moment, I’m feeling good.   I told a friend of mine this morning (she’s having trouble sleeping too) that today is the ‘first day fighting for the new me’. That means:

- focussing on my wellbeing

- getting a new job

- cutting my costs down

- getting my abs back

I have a new routine planned, a daily planning diary and a workout/food diary to keep myself on track. 

Wish me luck!!