Before I begin I want to quickly sum up Part II of Christmas-Mum:
- Feminists in heaven were dancing with joy as after twenty years Mum has finally got her head out of the oven and had Christmas lunch made for her.
- Chris and I successfully passed our gifts goal.
- Big Bro Joe got a toy car, as he made ramps and drove it round the table, it made me realise nothing has developed from when we were five.
- Our traditions were not going to be tampered with as we clutched onto the last bottle the hotel had, to see us throughout the day.
This time last year I was the “New Years resolution fairy” which involved asking people in the pub to write down their resolution whilst I stood there in white feathered wings.
Reading back, most of them are either about approving their bodies or spending more time with the family- one person wanted to be ‘more nice’
Well it’s safe to say; 2015 was never going to be the year of the body as I entreated it with an internship in restaurant marketing.
By the end of February the free weekly burgers had made their mark.
Then getting into a relationship which involved slurping wine and saying:
“O no you’re perfect”
“Nooo you’re perfect”
Now entering 2016 far from perfect…
2015 was the year of the career-
As I stood alone in Spring, filming yet another billboard in Brighton- a male stag do-er announced to the street that I wanted to perform a daring sexual act on one the them.
It was time to change the path.It would be nice to afford some jeans let alone a mortgage one day after all.
So finally that box was ticked in August and now I feel like a grown up.
Now moving forward to 2016 resolutions:
- Find a place In London that doesn’t have damp/a dodgy landlord/ South but not too South/ a view to die for/ a bath and cheap.
- Become the ultimate domestic goddess by learning to put lids on things like toothpaste and pesto jars and to close cupboard doors-people are picking up on it and it’s annoying them.
- Go somewhere hot- It’s been three years since seeing proper sun, which means I am giving the dough man a run for his money.
- Become an Olympic ice skater/roller skater or at least start doing some sort of exercise.
Last New Year ended in me drunkly running home, wailing with wings on my back- hopefully I will enter 2016 with a bit more grace…
Have a fantastic New Year Everyone x