Nice to meet you

I lost my writing mojo a long time ago. Before I went to uni ten years ago, I had an online journal for a couple of years that I wrote in fairly consistently, then I picked it up again when I moved abroad by myself and though I should probably record the craziness that was living in a hotel with a bunch of strangers in France and a flat-share in Spain back in 2005.  Anyway… after I came home I got busy and happy at the same time. In terms of blogging, I never really got past graduation, which is a shame because it’s been a very interesting 7 years.  As hard as it is to write for fun when you’re so sick of churning out essays, with a bit of consistency I would have been one of the first on the ol’ blogwagon. Ah well. C’est la vie.

Now I’m nearly 30 (THIRTY OMG!) and I have a job I like and a house I love and the boyfriend is my husband, I feel like I’m ready to get back out there in a form that isn’t the occasional snarky social media update. I don’t really know yet what I’m going to talk about other than stuff that I like, or don’t like, and stuff I’ve done that you might want to do too (or not, like, I’m not perfect, as you will soon discover).