Hello, my lovely lemons! 🍋 It’s been far too long. I’ve been busy with life, with Christmas, with work and gardening and crafting and remembering to actually talk to people. I’ve been planning to make this post for at least 2 weeks but somehow only just found the time. Life can be like that, and it sucks. When I’ve not been busy with anything and everything, I’ve been trying my best to relax (something I’m not very good at). My mental health usually takes a dive at this time of year so I was trying my best to avoid stress. (Apparently, I’m solar-powered, winter disagrees with me.)
But I’ve missed this blog dearly, and it was never too far from my mind. I’ve been jotting down half-formed posts anywhere and everywhere like I usually do. Some of them are practically finished and just waiting for me to get my act together and hit publish. Hopefully, they get to see the light of day soon. I was planning to just stick a list of what I’ve been up to here, and that would be that. But the longer I thought about making this post, the more I found wanting myself to say.
It’s not until I sit and think about it that I realise what a hole the lack of blogging has left in my life. Even if not a single other person read my ramblings into the internet, I still love to look back on my own posts. They’re a window into the past, a way to see who I was, what I was doing and how I was feeling at the time of the post. My spontaneous posts, completed over an evening or two, have always been my favourites. They have so much more raw energy, and they capture a bubble in time.
Meanwhile, I resent the posts that sit in my drafts for so long that they become lost to me. I can never finish them because I rarely feel like the same person who wrote them. I can’t pick a thread of thought back up that I put down a year ago. I read through them and I see lost potential. I have no way of knowing what I might have said if I’d only found the time to finish them.
I want to blog more.
I know I say this every year, I truly do, but I think only this year have I realised what a loss it is when I fail to blog. So (again, I know I say this EVERY year) I want to blog a hell of a lot more regularly in 2022. And it might not all be polished content, and it might not all be about books. But it’ll all be from me.
I was going to end things there but I figured I could at least fit in a little bit about what I’ve been up to since I last posted. My favourite development is that I got a septum piercing! And because I think it’s been a while since I posted a photo of myself, it’s probably also news that I have a pink mullet now.
I’m really happy with the septum, I think it suits me really well and it’s healing the easiest out of any piercing I’ve gotten. Seriously, my earlobes were a nightmare, this felt better after a week than they did after months! Aside from that, I’ve treated myself to a new phone (Samsung Galaxy A52). It’s my first time using a Samsung since my first flip phone (wow, I feel ancient saying that) so it took a bit of getting used to but I’m liking it! Plus it’s pastel purple which I think might be my new aesthetic. I got a Pela case for it and it’s really cool, it’s chunky and protective but it’s literally made from plants and I can compost it when I’m done with it! Which is awesome but I also worry that it’s going to start decomposing every time I drop it in the soil while I’m gardening. (It hasn’t, and I should really stop dropping my phone in the garden.)
I’ve been doing a lot of crafting over the lead up to Christmas, and I’ve really fallen in love with crochet again. Hats, gloves, mittens, tiny Santa decorations, adorable gnomes, I’ve been making them all. Now Christmas is over, I might finally be able to make something for myself! And bake something for me too. I LOVE baking during the festive season and this year I discovered that you can order cool sprinkle mixes online. My life is changed. When I’ve not been making, Animal Crossing: New Horizons has been bringing me a lot of joy lately. The big update added so much and the excitement about it refreshed my love and motivation to play. It’s bringing me as much happiness as it did back when I first got it, and it helped me through being off work and in lockdown. It’s my comfort game.
And speaking of comforting things, The Murderbot Diaries has become my ultimate comfort series. I’m in a real reading slump at the minute, a total non-starter, so I’ve been listening to all the audiobooks again. I could listen to them 10 times in a row and never get bored. And in exciting news, I managed to accumulate a complete set of the physical books from people over Christmas! I absolutely adore the little baby hardbacks! I’m reading them all in physical form for the first time now, and it’s so nice to experience the series in a different way. Murderbot seems softer in my head when I’m reading it for myself, but Kevin R. Free’s snarky, deadpan interpretation in the audio will always be my favourite.
Damn, it feels good to be back! I really hope I can keep up with posting more because this truly brings me joy and I feel like I have so much to say. Even if it has nothing to do with books, I hope there’s a few of you who will listen to me ramble anyway. If not, that’s cool too. I can be quite happy rambling all by myself.