I’m not good at the whole holiday malarkey – I forget until the very last minute that anything’s actually happening and then have a spasm because I have stuff to do. But anyway, I’ve espied another bandwagon that I’m going to jump on.
See? There it is, right there.
I don’t have a picture of me jumping anywhere, clearly my life is incomplete. Instead have a photo of me windblown and looking happily towards a better future. Right? Right.
My parents are going to hate me for this, but here goes.
I miss those jeans – the buttons gave out a while ago and I can’t afford any new jeans for a while. When I can, they (or a pair really like them) are definitely back in my wardrobe. I’m grateful for my family. I love that my dad sends me soppy texts, that Mother dearest phones me up as soon as I say I’m having a bad day and stays on the phone to make me feel better. I like that they came up to stay with me for my 21st birthday and took me out for dinner at an awesome steak place. Aren’t they cute? I’m grateful for having an awesome sister who comes up to Nottingham, gives me amazing advice, takes me shopping and leaves me buzzing from seeing her. Honestly, the last time I saw her I spent a good while after being overly happy at Hairy because it’s so nice to be close to her now.
I’m grateful for my friends, who give me memories like these:
I’m grateful for my body – even though it plays up from time to time, it could be so much worse. It takes me from place to place, and doesn’t complain when I push it (well, not too much anyway). I’m happy with the place I live in – yes there are annoyingly noisy children upstairs, there’s a funny smell in the kitchen I can’t get rid of, and yet another light has broken in our bedroom, but it’s still the first place that Hairy and I have lived in alone together, and that’s awesome.
I’m grateful for the things I love: reading, fantasy and sci fi, DnD, Vikings, beading… They’re not run of the mill interests and hobbies, so they’re interesting things to talk about. I’ve also rekindled my love of crime tv programmes – Netflix has given me all of Waking the Dead, right from the beginning! I snuggled up on the sofa wrapped in the sick hoody, Hairy’s celt trousers and a blanket and watched as many episodes as my brain could hold. It’s like a thinking person’s rubbish TV! I’m grateful for my dissertation tutor – an inspiring woman who is helping me so much with this. I don’t think I’d be anywhere near where I am with it if she wasn’t looking after me and pushing me to do it.
Last but not least, the Hairy one. Who else won’t get angry when I break all the things, like a true destructor? I’m fairly sure my phone died somehow during the night. Who else would buy me a cloak? Support me in everything I do, tell me I’m beautiful, do the laundry and cook me dinner when I’m sick.
He lets me nick his hoody – the one I’m wearing was bought originally for him, and I’ve definitely worn it way more than he has.
He comes on long walks with me. This was after an amble across Dover Cliffs 🙂
He’s so pretty! Only smoochie one, I promise. But just look at those long wavy locks… Don’t you just want them?
He makes me work, even when I don’t want to. He was thoroughly grotty that night, but because I had essays he tidied up and sorted dinner. Lovely man 😀
He’s absolutely barmy about bears, so when we found this one a photo had to be taken.
He always goes up to buy stuff for me. I know it’s only a little thing, and I really should be over it by now but I don’t really like talking to people in shops. Hairy manfully bought me a cream tea 😀
Ah Hairy… Such a funny face.
Maybe I’m getting carried away, but I’m enjoying the pretty face.
I’m thankful for the unscheduled times we have, the spontaneous fun. I love the fact we’re sat in front of my university with a pint and a pipe for Liam.
Wine in the park anyone? I think we had a picnic too, but definitely a barbeque later in the evening. I am thankful for the fact that Hairy has introduced me to so many awesome new friends that I never would have met without him.
Silliness at Southwell! It was wet and cold, but amazing fun.
I’m done for now. What are you grateful for right now?