Procrastinating Again

Okay so I started out pretty badly this morning. I completely overslept after being awake talking to Jordanne until well after 3am and so had 30 minutes to get ready for uni today only to end up getting to my tutorial and doing very little as I had no questions to ask about the work that had been set.

 

So of course, me being me, I went onto Twitter and started just scrolling the way we so-called millennials are stereotyped to do. I came across a post (once again I do apologise because I can’t remember who wrote it or what it was even called) all about how 2016 wasn’t going the way they wanted it to so they decided to make a change. This hit home a little and got me thinking. Why do we always set a time to change from? Surely if we want to change, we should just jump in there – 2 feet at the same time.

 

Every year, around this time, we suddenly realise that in just over a month we’ll all be talking New Year’s Resolutions and the likes, and I always set them. I even manage to last maybe a month before I give up! But why should I wait until January 1st to make the changes I feel are necessary? And why do I assume I need to make changes?

 

Over the past 48 hours, I’ve done a lot of thinking about different things, and I got so wound up about some of it when talking to Jordanne last night, and this morning I found myself asking why I let these things build up for so long. I spent the first 8 months of 2016 being a bit of a mess. I decided I wanted to come back to uni and put the effort in and I’m doing that. The majority of the time anyway, yes I’m blogging now instead of studying but I can manage my time the way I want to.

 

I want to make the effort to be consciously happier. But why should I sit and wait for happiness to find me? It’s my responsibility to go out there, grab life in both hands, and make myself enjoy life. I don’t want to sit at the age of 50 and question where my life has gone and why I didn’t do this thing or another thing. This year, I want to travel more and see more places. Even just places in Northern Ireland and Scotland! It’s why going to Edinburgh for the day, or Aberdeen, or even the fact I’m going to Dundee this weekend makes me so excited! This weekend I have Dundee. Next weekend is a friend’s birthday dinner and I get to travel to a different part of Glasgow. Weekend after that, I’ve decided to take a spontaneous trip home – I miss the animals and haven’t seen my parents in ages. Normally that wouldn’t bother me but I just want to go home to a house that’s bigger than the flat for a few days. Anyway, I got distracted there. So I’m home for a while. The weekend after that is our flat Christmas dinner and I can’t wait to cook that and have fun with Mary, Nuala and Jason. The weekend after that? LONDON!!! I cannot wait to see Jordanne and the others and get to spend time with them, all while exploring a new place! The weekend after that, I will be home for my mum’s birthday (so more travelling), the weekend after that is Christmas. After that comes New Year, which I’m hoping to spend in Glasgow or Edinburgh. Weekend after that? Well, that’s the weekend before classes start again and knowing us we’ll have a welcome back party for our friends from halls. So that’s 9 weekends in a row I have at least one thing planned!

 

This has been a very rambley post, and for that I apologise. But I just wanted to update you all on what’s been going through my head recently. It can get a bit messy in there, and I never know how I get from one topic to another. So in conclusion, I’m so excited to be going home for a weekend soon, even if it’s purely to see my furbabies!

 

Hope you’re all well!

 

Ktkinnes xxx

End of the week, end of the month!

Wow okay so I’ve actually got both of these to write up today, please be patient while I try and remember the last month! Or will I start with the week’s review? Yeah, let’s do that first and then come back later for a round up of the month. Here goes!
Monday, I was an abandoned child while Mum, Dad and Rachel all went to the beach. I lay by the pool and read to my hearts content, and yes I still have that review to write. I’ll get on that as soon as I’ve finished these two posts, I promise. When they came back, we had our usual dip in the pool followed by a pre-shower drink so that we could go get ready for the night ahead. As was our usual routine, we got changed in our respective rooms and then Rachel and I moved through to Mum and Dad to chat while they finished getting ready. As we started down for dinner, Rachel somehow managed to kick the door frame and ended up with a bleeding toe. Now, while this doesn’t sound funny here it was hilarious at the time. To be honest, her toe is still sore so maybe it isn’t funny… But it definitely was at the time. After dinner that night, we met José in Es Canar for a few drinks with Mum and Dad. It was a good night and we got back to the hotel around 2:30am.
Tuesday was more of the same, just lying by the pool and getting some sun while reading and revising. I accidentally fell asleep for an hour and woke up completely sunburnt on the back of my legs to the point that it hurt to walk. That night we said goodbye to 2 of our friends who had been going to the hotel for 10 years but they have decided that this year wil have been their last. There were quite a few tears, and the night ended reasonably early given the circumstances.
Wednesday marked our last full day. We said our goodbyes to some of the staff in the afternoon, making them promise to come visit us if they’re ever in the UK. That night there was a party of some kind in the hotel and everyone was invited however we felt extremely underdressed, even in some of our best clothes. There were people from Chanel there… Rachel and I were then to go on and meet José in Es Canar again for a few drinks and so we said farewell to yet more staff – it was painful, especially knowing they mightn’t be there the next time we go if and when we next go. After a few drinks in one bar, we went on the dodgems (I’ve a serious bruise on my knee to prove it) before having a few drinks in another bar and then on to a club after. As per usual, we ended the night on the beach before getting a taxi back to the hotel.
Thursday had us doing our last minute packing and soaking up the sun. It was also the worst day for goodbyes as we were properly saying goodbye to José and I honestly didn’t want to. I could have a platonic marriage to a 39 year old and live in Ibiza, right? We got on the bus and went to the airport and finally got home around 10pm on Thursday night. 
Friday brought about a mad scramble to unpack and then repack for me. I got a new phone in the middle of it all, and then Granny H came up to the house for a Chinese takeaway and a catch up. It was a quiet enough day considering we were adapting to the delightful summer weather we get here in the UK.
Saturday (yesterday) was then a case of up early to finish packing and get across to the hairdressers. I was furious when I came out though. The prices have gone up to £34 for a cut and blow dry, my hair looked nothing like what I’d asked for, and when I voiced that concern the response was “well I did what you asked and there isn’t anything else I can do”. My hair looked like it hadn’t seen shampoo in a month it was that limp!!! So I came home and restyled it myself to look semi reasonable. We then went and visited Granny before taking me to the airport. I then flew back to Glasgow, arrived into the flat, and collapsed into bed. It had been a busy couple of days!
So today I’m going to revise and write a few more blog posts. Have a great Sunday!
Ktkinnes xx

Sunday’s Weekly Review

Yay I’m actually posting this on a Sunday! Can’t remember the last time I reviewed the week on a Sunday. 

Monday saw a day of packing, using up food, and cleaning. All in preparation for me coming back to Northern Ireland. During packing and cleaning, I introduced myself to the wondrous Gogglebox – a Channel 4 show about people watching tv. Fascinating really! 


After that, I joined in my first ever Twitter chat! It was so hard to keep up with what was being said but it was good fun, hopefully I’ll get to join in again tomorrow if I’m not having dinner. The chat was all about confidence and inspired my blog of the day of the same title – https://lifewithktkinnes.com/2016/05/30/confidence/

Tuesday was spent travelling. Imagine this – a small bus. 60 passengers. No empty seats. Hottest day of the year that far in Scotland so roughly 26ish degrees. No air con on said bus. 3 hour journey. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant bus journey of my life! However it was worth it to get on the boat and sprawl out watching Scandal. When I got back to lisburn, mum and dad had planned a BBQ and so I was a very happy Katie! 
Wednesday, I was in and out of shops, trying to get organised for this wedding on Friday. With the sun still shining and me finally able to lie out in my own back garden, I was enjoying the sun until I ended up looking a bit like a lobster. Currently making a mental note to myself to buy sun cream! Even though tomorrow’s the last day of the sun apparently… Sorry getting distracted. We were lounging in the garden when the phone rang to say my dad’s aunt had been taken to hospital, but it wasn’t too serious. As per usual, I come back from Glasgow and someone ends up either in hospital or dying!
On Thursday, I had offered to do Mum’s tesco shop for her (me being the favourite daughter of course :P) and so started out with a list and her bank card safely tucked away. I then had an eye appointment and was told my eyes have finally stabilised! Only taken them until I’m almost 21…

Friday I had a job interview in the morning, and while I didn’t get the position, it was a good opportunity to try and get back into the interviewing frame of mind. Again, Friday was just spent lazing in the summer sun. It’s really no wonder I’m pink right now if I think about it! 

Yesterday we did a bit of shopping in Lisburn, searching for a bag for me to use and a necklace, both for the wedding, but no such luck. However it was nice to take a slow morning at getting ready as I was actually allowed to be in my pjs until after 9:30am! 

Today I went with Rachel to help supervise the family fun morning at the church so it was good to see a few familiar faces. Rachel and I were kicking a ball backwards and forwards but I accidentally kicked the ball too far out to Rachel’s left. As she ran and stuck her foot out to stop the ball, she completely lost her balance and ended up landing on her bum and bouncing slightly. Everyone, including Rachel, was laughing for a solid 5 minutes as only she would be able to fall and bounce so easily! We then came home for yet another BBQ and so I am a very very pink Katie right now. I’ll have to be more careful next time!
How was your week? Get up to anything exciting?
Ktkinnes xx