I think I speak for everyone reading this when I say that sometimes you can get so wrapped up in “life” that time for yourself (and by that I mean chilling out by doing something you love)… goes straight out of the proverbial window.
And although for the most part your day being controlled by commitments and duties is unavoidable, I have been thinking that it would be beneficial to make a real effort and get bit of “Me” time back, even if it’s just for an hour or so a week. Because I don’t know about you gorgeous lot, but there are occasions where my head is so full of “stuff” I can hardly think, let alone write a decent blog post.
And I bet that there are many of you that would kill for just five minutes to get away from everything W-day….right?
So this afternoon I’m going to share a few things I like to do and I’m going to set a goal for myself to do them ALL before 2012 and I would love it if you could share your favourite “me time” moments too.
Trying Out New Hairstyles
As I’ve probably mentioned before, I’m not very skilled at hair-do’s however, I did used to try new things every now and then, I also find that discovering a “new way to wear it” prevents me from longing for a could-be-dangerous drastic cut….
I found this side braid with plait on A Beautiful Mess blog the other day and I am going to attempt to have a go myself (maybe even for drinks tonight – wish me luck!)
You can see the whole tutorial here lovelies… (and has anyone tried to do a fishtail plait yet?!)
Talking On The Telephone
Yep. Actually talking, rather than just emailing or texting or sending Facebook messages….
What happened to actually hearing someones voice? I’ve missed it. And so lately I’ve been ringing people. Lots of them, friends, family, work collegues…because I’ve missed the sound of laughter. You know?
And just incase Santa is in fact reading RMW I would very much like one of these down my chimney please:
This grey retro number is from The Old Cinema. And if you haven’t visited this (original) vintage home furnishings site yet I strongly suggest you DON’T . And whatever you do don’t EVER sign up for their weekly updates…. it will be credit card suicide.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you people.
Words That Get Under My Skin
As a blogger I guess it’s no great secret that words are my “thing”, I studied both English Literature and English Language for A-level and one of Mr O’Shea’s pet names for me is “book worm” (I like to think this is a term of endearment referencing the fact I am a voracious reader rather than any resemblence I may bear to a type of invertebrate).
Books make me happy. They are my escapism, the foundation of my creativity and without sounding melodramatic, often my one true salvation. When we have confirmed a holiday it’s not the sunshine I look forward to the most, it’s the opportunity to become completely absorbed in really beautifully written prose.
I have many books in my “must read” list. Many. But there are only a handful that I have read more than once, and that for one reason or another I think about for months, sometimes years after I have finished the final chapter.
One of those books is Taming The Beast by Emily Maguire. I picked it up one Sunday afternoon whilst browsing the shelves of Borders purely by chance and have since only lent it to those who I think can handle the topics that are evident throughout, obsession, delusion, abandonment and ultimately the blurred line between lust, love and desire. This is no teenage angst ridden Twilight-esque fairytale, neither is it a Jilly Cooper style romp. Taming The Beast is raw, brutal, unapologetic and one of the most un-putdownable books I have ever had the pleasure of becoming completely and utterly lost in.
Should you fancy a butchers you can purchase Taming The Beast off of Amazon.
And as well as sharing your ideal “me moments” any must-reads would be much appreciated too. I will be making a special trip to the huge city centre Waterstones this weekend in a bid to fulfil my self made promises.
Have a perfect weekend RMWers.
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