A Post About Me


You know I used to write about me and my family on my blog and surprisingly people used to read it. Then I got this strange idea in my head that why would anyone be interested in me, so started to write more and more about things they might be interested in.

If I am honest they haven’t been as interested but I blamed the wave of new bloggers – you know the ones that have the time and effort to write good blogs, and advertise them. Thing is the one thing those bloggers can’t do is write about me! And you know what I started this as some sort of diary for me and my kids so why does it even matter if thousands of people do not flock to read it!

The other thing I have been thinking about is spending a lot less time online and actually tackling the things that matter to me – getting more exercise, spending time with the kids, and trying to get my home in some sort of order – all of which, if I am honest, had been lacking lately.

The longest time we have spent apart since we got together 14 years ago

So about me. I am going to Corsica on Saturday – and instead of being excited I am petrified. I am not really that worried about being alone in another country – ok scrap that yes I am. But what worries me more is the journey there and back. I hate not knowing what I am doing, where I am going – what is expected of me. We never fly as a family (we drive to Europe) and the only time I have been on a plane in my adult years was with just hand luggage on a hen weekend. Nervous I will take the wrong things, be in the wrong place, or miss the flight!

So dependent on other people that my husband was willing to go to bed early on his birthday to get up at silly o’clock to drive me the 2 hours to the airport! And the worst thing is I would have let him. But hopefully this is the start of a journey to a new me and I have bravely booked a coach (which is actually 2 coaches) to the airport and a hotel (which is about a 20 minute walk away – tell me Heathrow is safe around midnight?!). Before I even get to the Yoga Retreat I am going to have made such a journey – and I believe the break is then going to further this. A new, more accepting of myself, me. A me that says I can do this. I me who says I am capable and deserving of this.

Eek wish me luck!

8 thoughts on “A Post About Me”

  1. So glad you’re ‘going for it’, Pink. Have a successful retreat and tell us about it when you arrive back all confident and invigorated!

  2. Oh good for you!! I’m so happy whenever I see bloggers getting back to their roots and just writing about themselves… It’s so easy to fall into the trap of thinking we need to wrote x, y, or z but actually that takes away so much joy! A yoga retreat sounds wonderful and just the kind of thing to celebrate looking after and honouring yourself… Can’t wait to hear how it goes! Travelling alone is hard no matter how often you do it (I did it a lot as a student, studying languages will do that!) but whilst it got easier there was always the worry about the logistics of everything… A certain amount of that is normal, so just accept you’re going on a BIG adventure and it may be a bit scary at times, but you’re doing it and that is a huge achievement in and of itself 🙂 (as a side note, Heathrow might have a shuttle bus that stops at various hotels in the area, might be worth looking into?!) Anyway, enjoy!!

  3. Was very pleased to see you pop into my in box today. Great photo and a lovely, sincere read. These kind of honest, open posts are what it’s all about. You have made marvellous progress this last year and to go on this holiday alone will be wonderfully rewarding. You definitely deserve every second xxx

  4. I would be nervous as well, I’m pretty nervous about Britmums and I will be arriving there with other bloggers – admittedly ones I haven’t met before, and its in the same country. I’m sure you were fine though, and I hope your retreat went well!

    Stevie x

  5. Well done Joy. Posts about you are lovely to read! (And by the way, that picture of you is incredible)! I think when you’re new you have so much time and enthusiasm for cultivating a community. I miss that now that I have so little spare time, and I feel guilty for not doing as much of it as I used to. But at the end of the day, life changes, and you have to go with it.


Leave a Comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.