Well after that utterly boring game against the USA, let's hope tonight's game against Wales is more engaging - and of course that we win it!
I've got the day off today to do some Crimbo shopping and start putting up decs. I'm going to leave decorating the tree until I get back from Lithuania because that is my favourite thing to do and I like taking my time over it. A bit of Nigella or Jamie on the TV cooking up a feast... glass of wine... warm mince pies and cream...
I've been working on some serious self care this past week - 10 minute daily CALM meditations, doing something arty and creative each day, listening to some of my favourite new music and seeing my family and friends - all of these things are included in my recovery pillars. I think I've come from such a high pressured working environment to now the polar opposite and my body is like what is going on??? I'm struggling with the after effects of my slipped disc in my leg, which has gone all wobbly and it's sort of made me lose my confidence. Then there's the cold / flu bug I cannot shake. And these things really affect my mental health. And it's winter! Urgh!
So our Qatar World Cup campaign has taken off with a win! Still a long ways to go yet...
And I'm still trying to get "with it" but this flu cold thing is really clinging on. I've had more massage and chiro to treat my achey muscles and I'm trying to feel Christmassy and get organised because this is my favourite time of year now with the rundown to Christmas. I've ordered an arty advent calendar which is really for kids, but I'm so excited for it. I feel seriously stuck at the moment and I know creativity will get me out of this funk if I can just motivate myself to get involved. The perfectionist kicks in and bolsters the procrastinator so then it's like a double whammy. But art is art, especially when it comes to art in therapy. It doesn't matter what it looks like. It doesn't matter what form it takes. What matters is that I've done something creative in the first place. Gotten lost in myself for a while because that really rests the brain.
I have used my BA credit with my old company and rebooked a nice, chill holiday in Malta with mum for next March. I'm also off to Lithuania for a familiarisation trip with my new company at the start of December. That's pretty exciting because I have no pre conceptions about the Baltics. Another couple of new countries to explore!
So after my birthday weekend, we all got sick. I've been sleeping loads and testing for Covid, but the results keep saying negative. I don't know what this is but it's making me really lethargic, not hungry or thirsty, exhausted and congested and generally feeling yuck and unmotivated.
It really is one thing after another at the moment - anxiety and panic attacks in August, slipped disc in September and October and now the flu in November - jeez, give me a break!
I don't like the clocks going back either - apart from the extra hour in bed of course. The dark mornings and evenings are rubbish and then the days being so short.
So I turned 40 on Sunday and it couldn't be more different to my 30th. The biggest thing for me is not yet being pregnant. I really expected to be by now - that was my goal - but I have very mixed feelings about this last year of my 30s and reaching this 40th milestone because my biological clock is a ticking and a tocking and I keep relapsing with my mental health. I really hope I'll get back on track in my 40th year..
It’s been the total opposite to the last year of my 20s where I had enormous fun doing 30 things to do before I’m 30. A third of the year has been a disaster - hospital, car engine blowing up, anxiety and panic attacks and the latest, a slipped disc, which has rendered me pretty much housebound for over a month now and meant cancelling my next adventure with mum to Croatia..
So it’s been hard to see the good bits when I keep having setbacks, but I can see them - our incredible holiday to India and Nepal where we met family we’ve never seen before and found mum’s childhood home still standing in Calcutta, the many concerts and shows I’ve been waiting over two years to attend thanks to Covid19, catch ups with family and friends, a brand new car, and, despite being locked in a terrible bout of anxiety, managing to update my CV, interview and be offered two new jobs at once, one of which I've now started and it's incredible how much more time I have in my life to enjoy things.
I had to mark the occasion in some way because that's just who I am - so, in true King Gary style, we went crazy golfing at Cabot Circus in Bristol which was a lot of fun with my family.
Blogging is an amazing concept so here I am giving it a whirl. You'll get words. You'll get pics. Sometimes a vid or two. You'll get tongue in cheek, the odd humble opinion and an honest insight into my travels and writing life. Maybe even a few gems along the way. I'll be musing on home turf as I see more and more of the UK and sharing my experiences further afield on holidays and adventurous trips across the globe.