I guess the first thing you need to know about me is that I'm not very good at introductions, or meeting new people. I can't sell myself all that well, which is odd considering I have a degree in marketing. I also have a post-grad in midwifery. I use neither of these skills in my work life. Instead I fester at a desk in a job I realised literally three weeks after starting was not the job for me. That realisation came two years and three months ago. The only thing preserving my sanity on that front is that I am currently on maternity leave, and have been for six months now since my youngest baby came into the world. That's Rhys, my chubby wee bundle of gorgeousness. His favourite person in the world is my older baby, ten year old Ryan. Ryan is a competitive swimmer who is currently ploughing his way through the Harry Potter books. I was a single mum to him until I met my partner D in 2007. We got engaged at Christmas and are due to be married on Valentine's Day 2015. He's my best friend and our relationship requires such little work to keep it going, it's a natural state for both of us. We live in a little village just outside the town we both come from, though we're looking to move back into town. However, we need to find a big enough house for us all, as D also has a daughter called T who we have every weekend. She is 13, beautiful and a really sweet kid. She makes me feel incredibly uncool though. Scratch that, she simply serves to remind me that I am incredibly uncool...I always have been. I used to think that was a failing, but now I like who I am. I love that I'm a bookworm (even worked in a bookshop for a while...loved that damn job), that my musical taste is wide and varied but mainly not on the Radio 1 playlist, that I would probably live in the internet if I didn't have to be a responsible adult, that I enjoy being a responsible adult. True, I did go to the Rockness festival when I was seven months pregnant, and yes I do swear like a trooper...I never claimed to have totally shaken off my wild side. What I am trying to shake off is my fat side. I lost 77lbs after having my first baby, and kept it off until I got my current job and then got pregnant again. Since my second baby was born I've lost 45lbs and am 5lbs away from getting back to a healthy weight. My weight loss journey is a big part of who I am, and I've made peace with the fact that I will no doubt be on some leg of it for the rest of my life. So my next aim is to get fit, and basically to be in the best shape of my life by the time I hit 30 (in 15 months time). And that's an introduction to me.
I'm also just about to start a "101 tasks in 1001 days" challenge, which I plan to blog about on my journal. You can find my list here.
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