Yesterday vent wery well, as expected.

Today is a more busy day at work with a few big tables booked in. 

That will be interesting and fun!

 

Drinking my morning smoothie and coffee of course. 

Spinache, banana, blueberries, ginger, greek yoghurt and coconutmilk.

 

Time to catch the day, take a shower, get pots done, feed the cats, get ready for work. 

I hope you all have a great day!

 

Good Mornin'

 

First day back at work today and i'm exited! 

First day is always the worst, to get back into the rutine and so. But I'm sure it will go well. 

 

 

 

 

I thought to myself the other day when I finished reading yet another book and put it on the already full bookshelf that I should really get a Kindle or something. 

We are moving to a smaller place, hopefully soon, and I'm planning a longer trip abroad in a year or so.

So I'm trying to get rid of things that I don't need to make things easier, for the future. 

What I wonder is, why is it so hard to get rid of books, why do we keep them?

Like we would read them again?

Or is it just me? 

What is it with books? Clothes and other stuff I have no problem with to give away or just bin. But books... 

 

 

Had a nice walk around the lake this morning testing out my new camera. 

And I must say, I'm impressed. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good Mornin'

 

Eating some ham toast for breakfast, with my coffee of course. 

Sitting downstairs, cuddled up in the sofa with the TV on while the morning slowly takes form outside. 

Its a cold morning, you can for sure feel that the summer is over, its nice. 

 

Yesterday I spent the day in Meadowhall, I cut my hair off, pierced my ear, bought a camera and a few other things. It was a nice day out for some "me time". 

 

Today I'm going to go down town for a bit, get ready for work tomorrow and go to the council house to turn in the A1 housing papers. We are looking for something smaller, but there's no rush, we will wait until the right house shows up. 

 

 

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Do you ever ask yourself; What if?

Of course you do, we all do. But what does it really mean and why do we ask that?

 

I have been asking myself, What if? For 3 years now. Because now, it is 3 years since I moved from my home country Sweden over to England. 

 

I've had one foot still back in Sweden, unable to let go and move on. Mainly because of the question, What if?

I came back to England a few days ago after a 10 day visit to Sweden and that's when I realised, the question doesn't make any sense anymore. England is now my home in more ways then Sweden ever was and even if the What if? question was needed, Sweden would no longer be the answer to that question. 

 

I've been smiling with relief since I got back home, I felt for real for the first time in my life that I would never return. It doesn't scare me that I probably never will see that place again or the some of the people that live there, maybe even family. 

I will admit, I cried at the airport when my best friend dropped me off. I even gave her a hug, she looked at me with a arched brow and asked what I was doing but, I knew I was saying good bye. Maybe not to her, because we talk often and she comes over here to visit, but to the whole life we onced shared over in Sweden. I knew then and now, that it is too late to go back, there's nothing to go back to. 

 

Don't get me wrong, it is a nice feeling to finally let go, it makes it so much easier to move forward. 

So, ask yourself, what is your What if? question and does it still make sense? Or is it just something that prevents you from letting go and move of. 

 

I have a new What if? I don't think there's any way to get away from it, it comes in handy if needed. 

 

Elin