January 4, 2018
A New Year.
Time to move on and stop feeling sorry for myself (see below). Started this blog because my sons said it would be good for me. So I did. It’s bloody frustrating gggrrrrr…..still a shitload to learn.
I have a diddy on the local radio called, Mairi’s Musings. I enjoy writing for that to discuss on air so, I thought I could copy it directly onto here. I copied and pasted three I think and found that it doesn’t feel the same on a blog.
So, as of today, I’m going to write what ever I’m thinking about at the time.
Plus, a challenge to myself to see if I can think of 2018 things that I am thankful for in this life and post them before the year end.
I woke up one morning, newly separated after 20 years, having sold my forever home, business and all my dreams and feeling like an alien on a different planet.
I am on a journey to find my why (my purpose), whether it be under a rock, in the shed or down the road…… I’m gonna find me before I hit 60 in two years time!!!
Feel free to tag along for the ride and share your own brick walls and stumbling blocks with me…:)
Nga mihi kia koutou