Mild mental illnesses that are indefinite in form, yet still maintaining some semblance of reality.
That is the current question. Looking around at the experiences of my peers, the whole owning your own house seems to be a life goal. If you don't own your own home, then how can you be truly successful? The consensus is that you haven't made it until you own a piece of land that… Continue reading To mortgage or not to mortgage
Yeah it's December in all its glory and I am so fucking over it already. I mean we've been celebrating Christmas (Holidays / I don't care what you call it) 2 nano seconds after Halloween (sorry we don't do Thanksgiving Down Under) and if I hear another soppy sappy "white Christmas" song I will scream.… Continue reading It’s that time again
I don't mind being in my 40s. This decade has gotten rid of some of my angst and desire to please. I am becoming more vocal on what makes me happy and fuck the rest. But today I realise that I am well on my way to being 50. That promised decade where you seriously… Continue reading Definite sign I am heading for 50
I am ignoring the fiasco that is playing out on my social media... there is only so much election frenzy I can handle and America you have delivered and continue to do so. Please slow down and let things unfold as they should. I try not be political, but seriously you cannot want him back… Continue reading Watching the world implode
For a long time on here I have kept my name and my photo private. As I write this, I have finally updated those settings. I am proud of my words and stand by them, so my face here should not be an issue. What is going to be funny is that I will get… Continue reading Not hiding
Does ambition have a place in today's corporate culture? I have been asking myself this question a lot of late. Ambition is not something I lack and if anything, I have it in droves. There is always something more to achieve, another goal, another level. I get bored so easily and without the consistent challenges… Continue reading Work and ambition
I apologise most profusely for the break in transmission. Life in all it's fucking glory happened and I got lost in the bombardment of noise. As I write that sentence, I am still not sure that I am still not lost in the noise. Work has been both a blessing and a curse. I am… Continue reading Apologies for the break in transmission
Side note: one of the best parts about this being my blog is that I can change days and ideas as I need to 🙂 On my FB feed, I see a lot of posts that cast back to what people consider the "good ole days". You know the ones where some image is supposed… Continue reading “The good ole days”
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