It has been 7 months since I have written a word in this blog. A lot has happened.Actually too many things have happened in 7 months.
7 months ago, I was living with my family at their house, the family home, without a job, without an income, without real plans for my life, completely in love with my boyfriend , just taking one day at a time, trying to shelter my lovelife from my family life, namely my mother trying every other way to separate me from my boyfriend.
Now, I own my own pharmacy store, that was financed solely by my mother, through endless wars of power and compromise and using every other trick, to get my way, without having to compromise my private life.I have also moved away, not very far away, 20 minutes by car, but it is still a different house I am living in,the house, the appartment that I call my home.
My home and my job are the best things that hapened to me. My home makes me feel safe, relaxed and free. My job makes me feel active , useful and makes my sef confidence grow!
There are problems, of course, namely my relationship has cooled off a bit, if not a lot, I have become a different person, someone I dont yet know if I want to be or not...
Nowadays I work all mornings weekdays and most of the afternoons, and I have to care for the house in the weekends, which leaves not a lot of time for my hobbies, which have grown and grown....
Apart from having some 6 books to read in my reading list, apart from following blogs, internet news, google feeds, utube videos, facebook friends and planning to write my own books, I have started knitting as well, which has become somewhat of an obsession and I have hardly time for anything.
But I am making a promise now. I will write in this blog daily. I have to put priorities now that I dont have much time. Even if it is something boring I write, I have to write it, not just for the practice of writing, not just for the feeling of sharing with you, but also for remembering.
Because, now , that time flies so fast, I find it hard to remember, and I want to remember if my days are happy full or just full.
so...
that was a small summary of 7 months gone by. those last 7 months were no fun at all. they were stressful, they were agonising, and no fun. I have become moody and snappy and not a happy person at all.Although everybody says I should count my blessings, job, house, boyfriend, car, and all, and everybody around me is envious of the things I have and of the things I am, inside it all feels stretched, undecided, and unresolved. Maybe this blog will be more therapeutic than I had thought.
love
a rambler...
7 months ago, I was living with my family at their house, the family home, without a job, without an income, without real plans for my life, completely in love with my boyfriend , just taking one day at a time, trying to shelter my lovelife from my family life, namely my mother trying every other way to separate me from my boyfriend.
Now, I own my own pharmacy store, that was financed solely by my mother, through endless wars of power and compromise and using every other trick, to get my way, without having to compromise my private life.I have also moved away, not very far away, 20 minutes by car, but it is still a different house I am living in,the house, the appartment that I call my home.
My home and my job are the best things that hapened to me. My home makes me feel safe, relaxed and free. My job makes me feel active , useful and makes my sef confidence grow!
There are problems, of course, namely my relationship has cooled off a bit, if not a lot, I have become a different person, someone I dont yet know if I want to be or not...
Nowadays I work all mornings weekdays and most of the afternoons, and I have to care for the house in the weekends, which leaves not a lot of time for my hobbies, which have grown and grown....
Apart from having some 6 books to read in my reading list, apart from following blogs, internet news, google feeds, utube videos, facebook friends and planning to write my own books, I have started knitting as well, which has become somewhat of an obsession and I have hardly time for anything.
But I am making a promise now. I will write in this blog daily. I have to put priorities now that I dont have much time. Even if it is something boring I write, I have to write it, not just for the practice of writing, not just for the feeling of sharing with you, but also for remembering.
Because, now , that time flies so fast, I find it hard to remember, and I want to remember if my days are happy full or just full.
so...
that was a small summary of 7 months gone by. those last 7 months were no fun at all. they were stressful, they were agonising, and no fun. I have become moody and snappy and not a happy person at all.Although everybody says I should count my blessings, job, house, boyfriend, car, and all, and everybody around me is envious of the things I have and of the things I am, inside it all feels stretched, undecided, and unresolved. Maybe this blog will be more therapeutic than I had thought.
love
a rambler...
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