Getting my shizzle together in 2017
It turns out 2016 went at supersonic speed and some crazy shit went down. I mean Brexit and Trump? Who honestly saw that coming?
More importantly I thought I would have become a world renowned blogger with Editors simply fighting on my virtual doorstep for my words. When in actual fact I did not write. For some reason (getting deep already so early in the post) I set myself up to fail before I start. If you never actually give your everything you cannot blame yourself for failing can you? Well it turns out you can. I am disappointed in myself as this tippy tapping on a keyboard lark makes me happy. Who am I letting down here? Not you! There are plenty of blogs for you to read. Me. Letting myself down. What do we ALL tell the kids? Just do your best. Thats all you can do. As parents we say all the right things but do we listen to our own brilliant advice. Well from here on I am going to do my best (I feel a print coming on).
I need to find time, make time.
So guess whose back? Back again. INPO is back. Tell your friends. (Please when you read that do it Slim Shady stylee).
Talking of Stylee. I make no apologies for my overuse of cringeworthy words such as totes, hashtag and two of my personal favourites Coolio Iglesius and #crushagrape.
Anyway, a little post just to promise I will get my shit together and we can be friends again. You and me. When my life work is turned into a blockbuster film we will still be friends. Promise.
Making positive steps to achieve this too – not just words. Have the amazing Southwood Social Hub raising me up – the moment when Westlife step off the stools. So much positivity surrounding me. Watch this space.