Being Human

Let's summarise my week.

On Friday, I bumped into a course friend whilst I was stood looking at the flowers in Waitrose. He looked at me, looking at the flowers, he looked at the bottle of Pinot in my hand and the bar of Green and Black's chocolate and said, 'Ah, are you doing last minute Mother's Day shopping too?'.

I wasn't. It was all for me. Including the about-to-be-bought flowers.

Because sometimes you wake up, you want to go to sleep and instead you go out and live life, and you know what? You deserve a present for that.  Which was exactly my thought process on Friday. 

I couldn't begin to tell you what made me wake up on Friday and feel so rubbish, but it happened and I rolled with it and made myself feel as better as good as possible for under £10.

When you're in full time work, or are a student, I firmly believe sometimes it's far more productive to have a mental health day and to just remove yourself from what you should be doing, and instead concentrate on doing as much as you can for you wellbeing. Obvs I don't expect you to call up work sick because Alice's Antics said you should, but sometimes it's important to take time out.

It's perfectly okay to wake up and not want to do life, it's just important you can decide when it's okay to not do life and when you should grin and bare it and go file papers and stuff. Because that's what adults do, right?

This weekend, I may not have started any essays, or decided on my final year modules/done anything remotely university related.. but I did apply for 1023209 work experience placements, spend 4 hours updating my CV, AND spend a lot of quality time with my best friend from university who, despite being in the same lectures, I haven't seen properly in forever. It's also her birthday today, so happy birthday Saffron. U da best.

To end the post as it started, it is of course Mother's Day today. Sadly I'm not spending it with my Mum as I'm going home later this week anyway, so we will be cracking open a bottle of Prosecco or 2 and celebrating later on in the week. I hope if you're lucky enough to spend Mother's day with your mum, you have a wonderful day whatever you're doing.

I'm not sure if it came across through my flurry of words but to summarise the blog post:
1) Having days off is human and good, drink wine and don't file papers
2) Don't overdo number 1 and lose your job/path in life
3) Happy birthday Saffron
4) Mother's Day is today. Be nice to your Mum.

Ciao for Now!


  1. Great post and it is completely necessary to take those days sometimes. If a bottle of wine and chocolate makes you feel better you should definitely do it! xx

    Bethan Likes

    1. I completely agree! Definitely everything in moderation but it's so important to have a switch-off day sometimes!

  2. Days off are so nice, I cannot wait until the farmers market opens again in spring near my campus and I can go buy myself some flowers and put them in the room. :)
    x Kenzie

    1. Ah that sounds so lovely, I LOVE Farmers Markets! Flowers honestly can brighten any day! :) x

  3. I agree with this so, so much. I feel like I can't deal with the pressure at the moment in every single aspect of my life, be it uni, careers, friendships, relationships. At some points literally nothing has gone right and sometimes I feel like I need to go out and get myself some flowers too, just for actually powering on through and dealing with it all!

    Imogen //

    1. I completely 100% know how you feel, even if there's nothing strictly 'wrong' with these aspects of you still end up feeling you're in a rut! So for things to actually be bad + that rut feeling, you deserve all the flowers and chocolates in the world!!!! x

  4. I completely agree with you. It's so important to take time out for yourself and take care of yourself for a bit. I have a bit of a problem though where I've been in the take care of myself phase for over a week now and I really need to get my ass back in gear and actually get some uni work done, but still you are absolutely right those moments are very important.

    Love, Eline |