My apologies for posting this slightly later than usual. I had a week off last week, and it sort of turned into one of the most ridiculous weeks I’ve ever had, involving four days in Barcelona, a spontaneous haircut (nothing too drastic), a break up, my mum’s 50th birthday, time spent playing with a puppy, driving to London, spending the evening with Bess and Emily, to a day of househunting where I thought I’d found the place I wanted to live only for them to pick someone else, and then driving back to Cardiff crying so hard I had to stop at the first service station on the M4 because Logical Alice kicked in enough to know that driving in that state was not a sensible idea.
So I’m entering this week feeling a little fragile, a little lost, with a lot of worries and a slight inability to focus on anything for very long. Fortunately, this week is also graduation week in Cardiff, and so a number of my friends are up this week graduating from Masters degrees, medical degrees, and optometry degrees. I couldn’t be prouder of them all, and I am so glad they’re here to give me a bit of a boost so I can dust myself off and head back to London on Saturday for another go at house hunting. On that, if anyone knows anyone who is looking for a housemate- I'm nice, promise!
As always though, there’s a lot to be happy about. I’m healthy, I’m whole, and I have people who love me, I have a kettle and tea. I could be an awful lot worse off. So this week, happiness is...
.... watching a film first thing in the morning. Isn’t there something so luxurious about this? On Saturday morning, before heading out for some family time, I watched about three-quarters of You’ve Got Mail in my PJs on the sofa with a mug of tea. It was such a relaxing way to start the day- I think I need to spend more weekend days like this, rather than running around like a headless chicken all the time.
.... Lila. My brother’s puppy, Lila, is the cutest dog IN THE WORLD. I love popping over to see her (and of course, my brother and soon-to-be sister-in-law) for puppy cuddles, dog walks, and playtime. She might even be convincing me that having a dog might be a good thing after all...
... reading rubbish books. Every time I head home, I pick up one of the rubbish books I’ve left on my bookshelf there. This week, it was Jodi Picoult’s Salem Falls. It was so nice to be able to get three-quarters of the way through a book in a day- unlike the Game of Thrones series, which I’ve just finished- and not to have to think at ALL about what I was reading.
... texts from my mum which include emojis. Bless her, my mama isn’t particularly great with her iPhone- but not long ago, I taught her how to put emojis into texts, and every time she includes on in a message it makes me smile.
... unexpected acts of kindness. Like when Bess gave up her to house hunt with me, and told potential housemates that she would live with me in a heartbeat if she was looking to move too. Or when I got back at gone last night and M had made me lunch for work today. Or the strangers who saw me crying hysterically in my car at the service station and sort of signalled to check if I was OK and if they could do anything to help. It kind of makes you realise that people are generally good.
What’s making you happy this week?