This past weekend, Mr. Actually and I celebrated Friendsgiving. It’s a little tradition we started because I can’t really cope with not celebrating Thanksgiving, aka, the best holiday ever (aside from Christmas). I know what you’re thinking… Thanksgiving is an American holiday, we don’t celebrate it in the UK! For me, Thanksgiving is kind of the start of the holiday season; though when I was little, it felt a lot more like an excuse to have a few extra days off school and also to eat a ridiculous amount of food. As I get older (and now that I’m living in another country), I find it’s much more about appreciating the good things in life, and to have a day where it’s just about good vibes. Plus, my dad always told me that the greatest way to show someone you love them is to cook them a meal. In that spirit, I thought I’d share a few things that I’m thankful for this holiday season.
I’ve got to say, don’t ever take your friends for granted. When I first moved to the UK, I didn’t have very many friends. I knew a lot of P’s friends, but as an unemployed person in the middle of a huge transition, our schedules didn’t really match up. I had no real way of meeting people organically either, like through a job. Needless to say, I was very lonely. These days, I really feel like I’ve built a solid group of friends, and I’m so thankful for them. Most of my friends, I’ve met through blogging, which is pretty cool too. Blogging is constantly introducing me to so many people, and I’ve clicked and spent time with a lot of people over the last year or two. I’ve also now been much more open about pursuing friendships, and if I meet someone I feel like I vibe with, I actively try to cultivate that, because friendship is an important thing!
Sorry, guys, but I hope you’re ready for a little cheese. My husband is such an incredible person, and I’m so incredibly thankful to have him in my life. I feel really lucky to have found someone who makes me laugh, is kind and caring, and is an amazing Dad to our little fluffball, Rex. Yeah, you read that right. He challenges me to be the best version of myself, but is equally supportive and wonderful if I’m struggling or feeling low. Or that time I told him I was ill, and came home to find he’d set up the couch with a duvet, hot water bottle and a cup of tea. I mean, is that not the kindest thing? With my new job, we actually get to spend a lot more time together and I find myself in a state of great contentment. I’m so thankful not just that he’s a part of my life, but that I get to be part of his. Okay, I’m done now!
My Mental Health
I’m going to be honest, my mental health has been on a bit of a roller coaster the last 3 years. I did a 6 week CBT course that helped massively, but it’s still not perfect. I’ve been pretty open and honest about my mental health struggles, but for the last few months, I’ve had very few days where I’m feeling low. I’ve been making a real effort to pick myself up, and even though at times it’s hard, and it’s by no means solved and no longer an issue, I do feel like I’m living my best life at the moment. I’m working with a personal trainer at the moment as well, which is helping me to shed some more of that negative energy I’ve been carrying around with me, and he gets it. I was feeling low during one of our sessions, and he was equal parts supportive of my mental state, and also giving me just the right amount of push. I’m really happy with where I am, and it feels so good.
I’m going to be honest, Sundays are my favorite day of the week. In the past 3 years, it’s been my one reliable day off from everything, and now, I hold a very special place for them. Usually, Sundays are spent relaxing around the house, maybe cooking a nice meal, or tidying up a little bit. Sometimes, we’d meetup with friends, or go for a nice walk in the country side or something. Sunday evenings are reserved for cozying up on the couch with a cup of tea, a few biscuits and watching an episode of whatever programs we’re watching at the moment. Not binging, just one or two episodes. Even though every Sunday is slightly different, there’s a nice feeling about them, something sturdy and reliable. We’ve had some really great Sundays this past year, and I’m thankful that I had that time to do things that make me happy. Here’s to next year, and the 52 Sundays that await me in 2018!
So we all know I love a good book. That’s no secret to anyone. In fact, my bedtime routine involved putting my phone in another room and reading for 30 minutes before I turn in for the night. I’ve got a long list of books I’m working through, but I’m always looking for more! So when Katy tweeted asking people to give her book recommendations, not only did I offer a few (and totally appreciate the excellent choice of .gif used in said tweet), but I found myself jotting down the titles others were putting forward as well! I used to love reading when I was a kid. I didn’t watch much television, preferring to camp out on my bed with a book, and while I fell out of love with it for a little while, in the last few years or so, I’ve rediscovered a love of reading for pleasure. Not only that, but incorporating it into my bedtime routine has really improved my mental health and my sleeping patterns. So here’s to the joy of reading a good book!