Thursday, 31 August 2017

All-in August | Endings

OH SHIT I actually did it. Last time I attempted to post every day for a month, way back in Blogtober, I fell short by a few days. This time I actually did it! I considered giving up around Day 22, but I managed to push through. When this goes up I'll be boarding a flight to Japan with my brother and I'm extremely excited.

Feet In Grass

All-in August has been a weird process, with definite good and bad elements to it. I grew restless and dissatisfied with my blog, not liking the content I was putting out because of how rushed it was. This dissipated towards the end of the month as I began writing more about what I actually enjoy writing these days: travel and lifestyle posts. I love beauty and books, but I haven't had time to read much lately and I've been finding makeup and skincare boring of late, both to read and to write. 

I've been thinking about changing the focus of this blog for a while now, turning it into a lifestyle and travel blog with just a smattering of beauty and books when the mood takes me. It's something that will take time, and I might be looking into a rebrand at the end of the year, but I'm looking forward to see how this trip to Japan will impact my blog. If I find that I can make interesting content from it that I enjoy writing and you enjoy reading then there may be a real shift in what I write about.  

I have another Monday Medley post scheduled for Monday (duh), but I'm not sure when I'll be posting next on here. I recommend keeping an eye on my instagram for previews of lots of Japan content!


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Wednesday, 30 August 2017

Packing For Japan in September

I've talked about the perils of packing in the past, but this is a whole other ball game. Tomorrow I'm jetting off to Osaka, Japan, where the weather is likely to be...interesting. I'm going to be in Osaka for a week with my big little brother, then have a few days on my own in Kyoto before flying home. Planning was a ball-ache, and it's not a lot of time to spend in such a far-away place, but needs must and I suspect I'll be returning to visit my brother at some point in the next year. Weather-wise, we're going at a pretty bad time. It's likely to be about 30 degrees and around 100% humidity, and we're likely to get caught in a few thunderstorms. Not exactly peak pretty picture weather, but I'll be making the best of it. 

Japan Hand Luggage

The rainy yet warm weather presents a challenge to the packing process. Most of my "rainy" gear is more winter clothing, since that's generally when it rains in the UK. I don't deal well with heat anyway, so wrapping myself up in my wet-weather clothes isn't going to go well and I'll probably faint on a train. Instead, I've gone down the my-skin-is-waterproof-anyway-so-screw-it route. The problem with rain in the UK is that it's cold, leaving you shivering and damp for what feels like about a week. When it's hot and rainy however, you tend to dry off pretty quickly, or so I'm telling myself. As such, my concession to the thunderstorms ahead is that I've packed my big pink raincoat. That's kind of it. No wellies or big boots as I'll be sweltering, just my trusty pink coat. It does get a bit sweaty but I figure I'll be sweaty already, and, gross as it sounds, I'll dry off quickly. 

Japan Packing

The rest of my packing is basically a pair of denim shorts, my scruffy loose-fit blue jeans, some loose-ish trousers that are a bit smarter and a knee-length pleated skirt. On top, it's literally every t-shirt and vest that I own, and I still only just have enough. I've thrown in a jumper for the 'plane and any overly air-conditioned trains, and a flannel shirt to tie around my waist for if things get a little chillier while out and about (which I doubt). I'm taking a pair of sandals and two pairs of flats, and I'm hoping I'll be okay without my trainers despite the amount of walking I'll be doing. Fingers crosses I don't end up with unfortunate blisters but that's what plasters are for!

I'm going very minimal on the skin care front, only packing SPF (of course) moisturiser, serum, my cleanser and micellar water and my prescription hydracortisone cream because I'm still having allergic reactions to nothing. As for makeup, it's similarly minimal. I'm travelling with my brother so I'm not exactly dressing up, but for days when I fancy a bit of something on my face I'm taking my foundation, eyeliner, mascara and a lipstick; that'll do me! 

Let's see if I regret any of my packing decisions in two weeks' time!

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here! 

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Tuesday, 29 August 2017

Birthday Ponderings

There are moments throughout the year where circumstance forces us to think about our lives and consider the human existence. Birthdays and New Year do this for me, and I'm sure they do for many of you. 

I find myself considering not only the last year and how different it is, which I touched on in a letter to myself on my birthday itself, but also the future. I'm not certain what I'll be doing in six months, let alone further along the line. I can say with a reasonable degree of certainty that I'll be in Manchester, living with my boyfriend, but that's about it. If things are radically different to this it's something I'll have to revisit in a blog post when the time rolls around, but I see that as unlikely. 

Where will I be when I hit my next birthday milestone, five years into the future at the grand-old age of thirty? I'd like to say that I'll still be working in a creative job, but maybe not in Manchester. I'd at least like to have lived abroad by the time I'm thirty, even if it's only for six months or a year. I feel like I'll always come back to Manchester, as it is, more than anywhere else, my home. But where else could I call home for a year? Hopefully, I'll find out soon. 

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here! 

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Monday, 28 August 2017

Monday Medley #6

Yeah okay, this is a little late this week, but it was my birthday so I've been busy eating cake - forgive me? As usual this is a big ol' rundown of everything I've loved reading and watching in the last week! Enjoy and share the love.

Ezra and Gil Manchester wall art
Taken in Ezra and Gil, Manchester



First up is some furniture I'd like to fill me home with, designed by Seletti. The burger chair in particular is very me. Click for homeware hunger.

I loved Sandra's post on what to pack for Paris in Summer, in part because it's practical, in part because it's written by an actual French person who understands the city. The photos are also really pretty. *heart eye emoji*

Creative ruts happen to us all, and I've definitely been feeling the strain of late, so Jen's post on how to get out of one was perfectly timed for me. Read it here.

The amazing Hannah Gale wrote my favourite post of the week, all about the things she's glad she did in her twenties. It's a list of the good and the bad, and makes for a retroactive bucket list. Definitely worth a read.

Going back to that creative rut, I've been beating myself up over my blog lately. Helen's post about why you're good enough was a real pick-me-up and I've bookmarked it for future self-pitying moments when I need a bit of a talking to. Take control.

Sam's post about European city breaks I can actually afford killed me. I'm off to Japan very soon yet I still want to book a holiday for later in the year. I may well end up booking something, and after reading this post Sofia, Bulgaria is top of my list. Click for major wanderlust.

Yet more itchy-travel-feet resulted from Imii's post about Alberta, Canada. After my brother visited last year I knew it had to go on my travel bucket list ASAP, but this took it to a whole new level. The whole country looks absolutely stunning, and everything I've heard has been good. Just book me a flight pls.


GAME OF THRONES. I watched the finale this morning and I can't handle it. This is a spoiler-free zone but DAMN. And two years for the next season?! Not sure how I'm going to cope tbh. Maybe we'll finally see another book?

You should also watch this incredible rendition of the British national anthem, if you haven't seen it already. I very nearly wet myself laughing.


After the amount of cake, chocolate and general sugar I've eaten over the last week, all I'm craving is vegetables and goodness. This noodle bowl looks like exactly what I need right now.

That's yer lot for this week, and I'm not sure when the next one will make an appearance since I'm behind on my blog reading and am heading to Japan on Thursday - not sure how much blogging I'll be getting done!

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Sunday, 27 August 2017

It's My Birthday! A Letter To Me A Year Ago

Dear 2016 Bethany,

Your life sucks.

Turning 25
An over-excited 25-year-old

The very fact that I'm writing this is an indication that it's going to get better - much better. I know that today is one of your low points, but I promise that within two months everything will be different. A year later and you're back on your feet, with a flat you like (even if the roof leaks), a boyfriend you can't quite believe is real and a job you actually enjoy. 

I know that today you think you've lost and there's no way of climbing out of the pit you're in. The truth is that you've hit rock bottom and it's all up from here. The next year won't be all sunshine and daisies, but I promise you, it's devoid of emotional manipulation, heartbreak and betrayal. 2017 isn't going to be your best year ever, but I've gotta say 2018 is looking pretty great.

Listen to Mum saying what she always says, because she's always right: This too shall pass. 

Love, because self-love is great, 
25-year old Bethany (eek!)

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Saturday, 26 August 2017

Twenty Four Things I've Learned

As I'm turning twenty-five tomorrow, here are twenty-four things I've learned over the years.

  1. Everyone wants something, even if it's just friendship
  2. Sometimes people don't hate you; they just forget you
  3. There are too few hours in the day to care about people that don't care about you
  4. The family you choose are the ones you should be loyal to
  5. Sometimes, you do just have to cut people out of your life for your own sake
  6. It's possible to say no to something without being a dick
  7. Most people will respect your boundaries - and if they don't, fuck 'em
  8. It is possible to burn plants with sunlight - rotate them around the room regularly
  9. I listen to my snap judgments of people, but also give them a chance to prove me wrong
  10. If you treat people with respect they won't necessarily do the same
  11. Sometimes careless is the worst thing a person can be
  12. If your gut says there's something wrong, it's worth listening to - better to be wrong and safe than right and in danger
  13. A genuine smile will often get you a free cookie in Pret
  14. Don't allow fandom to take over your life - there are more important things
  15. You don't have to agree with your peers about everything, nor do you have to explain yourself
  16. Your friends are the people who will tell you when you're being a twat
  17. It's okay to stop and slow down; life isn't a race
  18. Comparison is the enemy of contentment
  19. Shoes are worth investing in
  20. A bright rug and lots of cushions can make anywhere feel like home
  21. Look after yourself first, even if it doesn't come naturally to you
  22. I am my own worst enemy
  23. Cycles of self-destruction cannot be broken alone
  24. I deserve to be cared for as much as anyone else

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Friday, 25 August 2017

If We Were Having Coffee

Okay, real talk, I've never done a tag. However, I've seen this one on Gwennan and Rachel's blogs, coupled with the fact that the ol' idea factory is running low of late, I thought I'd get in on the action. 

Flat white
If we were having coffee...

We'd probably go somewhere independent or a Caffe Nero, simply because Nero has great cake and I like the atmosphere. If we're having coffee that means we're actually having cake. I'd probably order a black coffee and a brownie. Since we'll probably be there for hours I'll get a flat white later on. I like black coffee when I'm having something sweet with it or if it's the morning, but a flat white is my fave in the afternoons.

If we were having coffee...

I'd probably tell you my whole life story, talk about my boyfriend a lot and tell you how proud I am of my big little brother. He's moving to Japan and I'm really going to miss him. I'd also ask you lots of questions about your life and your childhood; I like learning about people's upbringings and am a good listener, or so I'm told. I'd probably also talk all about my favourite holidays and ask about yours; I get all wistful when talking about New Zealand and I worry that it sometimes sounds like bragging when I talk about travel, but I just love it. Also, fyi, I swear a lot. 

If we were having coffee...

I probably wouldn't mention this blog at all unless you already knew about it, in which case I'd talk about it a bit if it came up but would quickly steer the conversation away. I don't know how to talk about it; I'm intensely proud of it yet kind of embarrassed by it. I just never know how people will react.  I'd probably want to gossip about whatever the latest Twitter drama is, as although I never get involved I kind of love watching it unfold.

If we were having coffee...

We'd probably end up leaving and going for lunch. If all we've eaten is cake I'm going to get hungry. I'd probably suggest a Thai place or I might be craving a burger, but if you're veggie or vegan my solution is always Banyan in Manchester's Corn Exchange as they serve all sorts.

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Thursday, 24 August 2017

Travel And Its Importance To Me

My very first holiday was at the age of about 18 months, when my Mum, Dad and I went to Majorca. I talked about it incessantly in the run-up, confusing all of the staff at nursery as I told them I was going to "Mummy's Yorker". I had heard Majorca as "my Yorker" and clearly thought that wherever we were going, my Mum was in charge. I don't think I really remember it, but I have a vague memory of going down a water slide with my Dad and it being the most incredible thing. I was a water baby from about four months old, and there are many photos of me in the local pool bobbing around having the time of my life in a little inflatable baby seat thing. 

Rivington Pike
From my post about Rivington Pike

I don't remember many holidays after that; my brother was born, my parents divorced, we moved to another town and then my Father died. It's a good while before I can remember a holiday that wasn't the usual half-term trip to Scotland to see the fam. There was a caravan holiday that I remember going on alone with my grandparent because my brother had chickenpox, but my mother insists this holiday didn't happen, EVEN THOUGH I REMEMBER IT. I remember a lot of things that didn't happen from my younger years, such as my being convinced that I was allergic to Bonjela and the one time I used it my whole jaw swelled up; after years of telling people this very seriously, it turned out to be bullshit - whoops.

Wellington, New Zealand
Wellington, from my Why I Want To Go Back to New Zealand post

The next holiday I really remember was a truly dreadful weekend at Butlins in Skegness. We were supposed to be there for a week and left after one night; I don't remember why it was so bad, but my Mother's face darkens if you even mention so it must have been bad. My only memory of the brief trip was falling in goose poo while chasing my brother. Not the greatest holiday in the world.

Aylesbury Fields
Fields in Aylesbury
That same year, my Mother booked the three of us onto a cruise, along with my maternal grandparents. This was the holiday that created a pattern in my life and actually had a huge effect on who I am. I got a taste for travel and the high life aged 7, and I absolutely loved it. I ran wild on that cruise ship, running laps around the promenade deck on sea days, joining in with the kids club competitions, and every other day I would wake up somewhere new. I loved getting off the ship by tender, exploring the different streets and alleyways of new places and hearing different languages. I learnt how to politely ask for a chocolate ice cream in French, Italian, Spanish and Portuguese before I was ten, even if that was all I could say. At the end of the day, I'd go back to the cabin I shared with my Mother and brother and get to put on a fancy dress and go to dinner. I learned how to eat politely and carefully so that I didn't make a mess of my favourite dresses, and I learnt which knife was used when, which glass was used for which drink. I sipped my family's drinks, pulling a disgusted face after each taste. I befriended the waiters, one to the point that he legit named his child after me, and I generally had the time of my life. 

Liverpool Town Hall
Shot of Liverpool from a day out there

At school, I was quiet and bookish, never really fitting in. On holidays, on the open sea, I was someone else. I had the confidence to be like I was at home and before my Father died; I was confident, cheerful and friendly. I got to be myself on those holidays in a way I didn't feel I could at school. Travel became, for me, not only a way to see and experience places unlike my home, but also a way to be ME. It's all tangled up with freedom of expression and self-confidence, meaning that whenever I travel I feel like a weight is lifted from my shoulders. These days I don't spend my time subdued and afraid to be myself, but nevertheless, travel feels like freedom.

New Zealand South Island
Final shots from New Zealand, the most spectacular place I've ever been

Did that make any sense at all? Probably not.

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Wednesday, 23 August 2017

Five Faves: TV Series

Okay, this was meant to go up at 8am and it's currently 9.30pm. SHIT. Fortunately, I had drafted most of this ahead of time, but yeah, it's been an interesting day of flat viewings, work and still being kind of ill. Today I'm talking about five of my favourite TV shows, some old and some fairly new. I've tried to keep away from the obvious faves *cough Game of Thrones cough* and go for a few programmes which while you've probably heard of you may have forgotten about them or never really watched.

Alright, this is for kids, I'll accept that. If you saw the TERRIBLE movie, please forget it ever happened. That was something else. It should never have existed and that is the last time we shall speak of it. However, the Avatar TV series is great. I remember watching the first series as a teenager and loving it, and I still love it as an adult. It's great just for the nostalgia, but the incredibly realistic characters and relationships are just fantastic. It deals with real life issues like prejudice and disabilities and is generally really insightful in its plotlines. I mean, it's still about people with the ability to control the elements, but it's also about war, the actions of consequences and redemption.

Next up is the legitimately incredible One Foot in the Grave. It's a seriously dark comedy that I remember from my childhood as distinctly more light-hearted. If you like horribly dark humour played straight you should definitely give this a watch. It's all about Victor and Margaret Meldrew; Victor basically hates everything in the world and complains about it in the most magnificent way, and long-suffering Margaret spends a good portion of her time rolling her eyes. Richard Wilson and Annette Crosbie are fantastic actors as always, and the scrapes the Victor gets into, generally due to his curmudgeonly nature, beggar belief at times while maintaining credulity thanks to great writing and acting. Seriously, just watch this, but it's worth bearing in mind that it might break your heart.

One Foot In The Grave DVD

Oh my god, Firefly. I recently rewatched the whole series in the name of introducing my boyfriend to it and I fell in love with it all over again. A rag-tag team of misfits all working together while bickering is basically my favourite thing in books, TV and films, so Firefly fits that bill perfectly. It follows the crew of Serenity, a very mismatched group of people each with their own reasons for being aboard, as they travel and smuggle their way across the solar system (not this one). It's a cool blend of a Western and Sci-Fi, and the ultimate enemy is the seemingly evil government called the Alliance. Before you get too invested, you need to know that the series was cancelled before the first season had even finished filming. There is a follow-up film which wraps up a few loose ends, but you can see how character development is begun but never resolved which enrages me so much.

Firefly Blu-Ray Review

The BBC adaptation of Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, one of my favourite books, was FAB. The book was kind of flawed, with long sections that verged on boring; the TV show is more flexible with the timeline, effectively eliminating this problem. It's all about the rediscovery of magic during Napoleonic England, with the title characters the only magicians in England. They are polar opposites in personality and approach to magic, with one insisting on book study and the other interested in experimentation. It includes a pretty accurate look at English folklore and its darker aspects, and anyone who enjoys a historical drama with a splash of warfare and dark arts thrown in will enjoy this. I can't wait for the promised book sequel, and here's hoping the BBC adapt that as well!

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell BBC Review

Black Books is another black comedy, although not nearly as dark as One Foot in the Grave. It's wonderfully quotable - "He had a little man in his hair!" - and the bizarre escapades of the main cast of Dylan Moran, Bill Bailey and Tamsin Greig never fails to delight. The first series is the best, with the second and third being a little too bizarre, but nevertheless, it's a great watch. It's on All 4 so it's easy enough to find if you can stand the adverts.

Let me know if you've watched any of them!

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Tuesday, 22 August 2017

What's The Point Of This?

Why do I do this? Why do I have a tiny corner of the internet that I've carved out for myself, invested my time, money and energy in and made my own? It doesn't give any of those things back, taking, taking and taking. So why do I do it? Lately I've been asking myself these questions. What exactly is the point of Spare Oom? 

Orange berries

All month I've been posting every day and honestly, I've hated it. Today is the first day I haven't had a post scheduled ahead of time and I don't know if this will even make it up today. I've been keeping barely a day ahead of myself, generally writing Saturday's post on Friday, Sunday's on Saturday, and so on. It's exhausting and is diminishing my love for this blog. I decided to do All-in August as this is my last month advertising my blog until next year, but also because I'm going on holiday on the 31st, and there's likely to be a bit of a decrease in posts while I'm in Japan. I'm starting to think that All-in August was a big mistake. I did a month of daily blogging back in October 2016, but my circumstances were entirely different. At the time, I was living at home, single and unemployed, with little contact with friends. I threw everything I had into Blogtober, because I could. Now, I work 8-5, five days a week, have a boyfriend and am gradually building a group of friends. Coupled with an upcoming house move and planning for the trip to Japan, my time is much more limited than in October. 

All-in August is causing me stress, amplifying existing tensions in my life, especially at work, and generally making my month less enjoyable than it should be. It's also having a negative effect on my blog; in my desperation to think of 31 blog posts and get them all photographed and written, the quality has dropped. I'm writing things I don't care about, the things I do care about are rushed and the things that are usually my filler posts are becoming boring. I really hate that. 

The solution may seem obvious: go back to my normal writing schedule and forget about All-in August. That may yet be what I end up doing, but the truth is that I can be very stubborn and after saying that I'd post every day for a month, I'm struggling to let go of that. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Today's post is going up late, and tomorrow's isn't planned yet. Safe to say, I'm struggling with my blog at the moment. I have plans for the future but I'm not sure how to implement them, and right now I'm stuck in the quagmire that is All-in August and my stubbornness. 

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Monday, 21 August 2017

Monday Medley #5

Another Monday, another load of brilliant things to sink your teeth into; these are the best things I've read and watched in the last week.


Monday Medley #5, white sheets and cup of tea
I bought white sheets so I think I can officially call myself a 'proper' blogger.



The first thing I want to share with you all today is a bit different; it's actually an article from The Atlantic, and if you've any interest in politics, particularly in the US, you should really give this a read. It's extremely long, give yourself a good half an hour to read it, but it's fascinating. In it, Kurt Andersen talks about how the events of the 60s, 70s and 80s gradually led the United States to become disconnected from reality, leading to the current social climate and the ludicrous election of Donald Trump. I didn't quite know what to think when I finished it, simply sitting back and swearing loudly to an empty room. It makes a great deal of sense but brings no comfort. Make a brew before you start.

Next up is someone you're all familiar with by now, it's Gwennan from Twenty Something Meltdown, talking all about how we look for fresh starts as an excuse to wait before starting something. This is something I can seriously relate to, and I almost always end up failing whenever I wait for a new month or year to begin building a habit or making a change. Well worth a read if you're a fellow procrastinator. Find Gwennan here!

This is an extremely useful post for any fellow bloggers out there looking to up their photography game, as Sally talks about photography mistakes she used to make and how her style has developed. If you're into flatlays this is a must-read!

I've talked about my love for houseplants in the past, but I do have a knack for eventually killing them. This post by Wit and Delight is all about six plants that even I would struggle to kill; they've all gone straight onto my to-buy list. Read it here for green-fingered jealousy.

If you frequent Twitter as much as I do, you may have been witness to a storm over a blog post calling for bloggers to write 'meaningful' content and abandon the whimsy of marble worktops and flatlays. Needless to say, the blogging world was enraged; Hayley of Tea Party Beauty wrote the best post I saw about why even the most 'pointless' of blogs has worth. Find it here.

I've been a big fan of Alice's blog for a while now, but I absolutely loved this post about the jobs she aspired towards as a child. It's a really fun and interesting read and I really want to pinch the idea for myself. For the record, I still think she could make it as a writer. Click for childhood-dream nostalgia.

Finally, Holly's post about levelling up in blogging is way too real. I've encountered some of these walls myself, but it's strange and reassuring to know that even the #goals bloggers like Holly have gone through the same things as all us regular joes. Read it here!


Rather than repeat myself talking about Game of Thrones, I thought I'd talk about the other thing I've been obsessed with this week, which is Child Genius on Channel Four. It lasted all week with the final on Saturday, and man, it was intense. I won't spoil who won in case you decide to go and watch it on All4 (which you should). I'm not really a fan of the host, Richard Osman, but the kids and parents completely stole the show. You will no doubt end up with very strong opinions about some children and their families, both good and bad. 


I'm currently rather unwell and have no appetite, but Olivia's salted caramel brownies might just do the trick. I consider it my sacred duty to try anything containing salted caramel, so these are definitely something I need to make and scoff at some point.

And finally,

I wanted to share these crocheted pigeon costumes because did you even read that sentence? CROCHETED PIGEON COSTUMES. Also, make yourself a cape like in Thrones with this handy-dandy IKEA manual.

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Sunday, 20 August 2017

Sick Days Ramble

Honestly, I didn't know what to write for today. If I'm being completely honest, I still don't know what I'm writing. I was supposed to spend my Saturday out and about in Manchester, running errands and generally having a fun time working on blogging bits in some of my favourite coffee shops around town and snapping a few photos in the process. Instead, I spent the day coughing up a lung and sweating like crazy, my temperature swinging from my normal 36.5 to 39.5 throughout the day. Safe to say, I'm not feeling my best. Yesterday's post was written late at night, and it the fact that it's borderline incoherent in parts attests to how out of it I was. 

Eating fruit in the park
Happier and healthier times, last weekend

I always find sick days strange. I woke up this morning feeling kind of okay, feeling like I wanted to make the most of the day and to make up for lost time, and I kind of did. I cleaned my flat, did a load of washing, changed my sheets and cleared out the junk cupboard. Unfortunately, at this point, my temperature rocketed and I could no longer think straight. This, combined with PMS and hunger left me a shaking mess on the floor ringing my mother, brother and boyfriend in intervals to ask what I should do. My brother read out a list of fruit and vegetables that are full of vitamins, meaning I should go to Aldi and buy some. I, in my feverish state, misunderstood. FeverBethany found a yellow pepper in the fridge and ate the whole damn thing except for the stem. Raw. I ate the seeds and everything and then apparently complained because it was weird and was convinced he told me to eat it. He did not; FeverBethany decided to eat it because she makes no sense. 

I did eventually make it to Aldi, and the Superdrug next door, where I bought medicine and tampons because I was running low on those as well. After sitting in the car park for about fifteen minutes, waiting for the ibuprofen to kick and my temperature to drop, probably looking like a lunatic at the time I finally made it into Aldi, where I bought a fairly eclectic mix of foodstuffs but enough to make a half decent meal. It should be noted that it was about 10 degrees out and incredibly windy and I was wearing a vest top, rolled-up trousers and sandals and sweating like mad. Everyone else was wearing jackets at the very least. I have genuinely spent most of the day looking like a madwoman.

I'm just kind of rambling here. I'm still not very well but at least my boyfriend is here to keep an eye on me. 

Here's hoping that I'm feeling better by Monday!

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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Saturday, 19 August 2017

Not Giving A Fuck

I'm writing this late at night with a 38.5 degree fever waiting for my oven chips to finish cooking, so WHO KNOWS how this will go. It's due to go up first thing in the morning so the odds are good and you're about to get raw, unfiltered and slightly delusional Bethany. For real though, so excited for these chips as I have garlic mayo, baconnaise and tomato sauce so this is gonna be LIT.

You've probably read The Life Changing Magic of Not Giving a Fuck or at least seen it if you're a regular in the blogosphere, but in case you don't know what it is, the title is basically a riff on Marie Kondo's The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up (also great). 

I just shook the chips up on the tray so they don't stick and my glasses steamed up. Also I've lost my smoothie.

The Life Changing Magic of Not Giving A Fuck
Lol I almost published this with the wrong picture, the one from my last post, what a knob eh?

ANYWAY, Marie Kondo's method basically involves chucking out anything that doesn't "spark joy". Twee and slightly sickening terminology but the method makes sense and works. Sarah Knight's book is all about applying that thought process of sorting out your "fucks" and discarding the ones that are a waste of your time, energy and money.

The problem with this though, is that you need to add in an extra step. You can't just throw out responsibilities and people after deciding not to give a fuck about them, you have to do it in such a way that is polite and truthful; basically, you need to tell people you're not putting up with their shit without being a wanker. This book takes a long time to say not a huge amount, but I am so on board with the general sentiment behind it. BRB chips are done gonna eat them and watch dumb YouTube videos for 10 mins.

Chips were great; baconnaise is life. SO YEAH, essentially, Knight recommends splitting up your fucks into Things; Work; Friends, Acquaintances and Strangers; and Family, and work through them in that order. This helps you to build up to the trickiest category, Family, so that you're already practiced at not giving a fuck politely by the time you have to tell your Grandma that you don't want to go to bingo with her. She talks about the Not Sorry method and walking the thin line between bowing to other people's wants and being unhappy, or potentially hurting other people's feelings but not having to do things you don't want to do. 

Without further ado, here's my current list of things I've decided to no longer give a fuck about. If I'm being completely honest, I'll probably end up continuing to give a fuck about these things, but if I gain any time, energy or money from this process I'll call it a success.

Blogging every day; I'll try and stick with this for August since I said I would, but doing this with a full time job is exhausting.
Arguing with my Mum that she needs a new laptop; this is too much like hard work. The battle shall resume near to Christmas. For context, her current laptop is practically run on steam.
The bastards at work; stressing about them is not worth my time, even if I do love a gossip.
Working quickly/working slowly; I'll work at my own damn pace!
Buffer schedules; 'nuff said.
Pinterest; it's fun, but I can't be bothered using it every day.
Work dress code; half the office doesn't stick to it, why should I?
Instagramming regularly; I'm enjoying using stories at the weekend but I cannot be bother posting every day.

This is just a small snippet of a very long list but I won't bore you with them all. As an aside, I am sweating like nothing on earth and would like my fever to stop now. Let's check my temperature...38! That's an improvement. I'm completely zazzed from this fever and can't sleep so I think I'll read a load of blog posts until I'm tired again. Peace out y'all, hope this wasn't too incoherent.

Have you ever decided to just not give a shit about something?

This post is part of All-in August, where I attempt to post every single day in August, despite it being one my busiest months. Keep up with it here!

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