doras tales

It's been a tough few days, work has been busy and there are changes afoot with the house I'm living in.  I've found it incredibly unnerving.

Reflecting back on the day when I received what I perceived was bad news I looked to two people for support, my brother and my mate Liz.  


Just being able to voice my fears helped me process what was going on.  I'm far more settled now, able to rationalise it through and be excited about the journey ahead.

I'm so looking forward to finding new roots, a new home and another new beginning.

I'm grateful for my family and friends for I am not an island (even though at times I'd like to think I am

Well I eaten, yelled and pretty much annoyed the shit out of myself and everyone else today.  Can't stand being out of control, tired and frustrated.  In bed early watching Dancing on Ice (crappy really).  ready to sleep.

As much as I know that Christmas is a time of good cheer in my industry it's a time of manic craziness... the workload pretty much doubles and being in a constant adrenalin rush  has it's down size, I'm finding that the mind just doesn't shut down and so here I am at 4 in the morning wide awake.

Well the upside, I'm writing again and man oh man I've missed it.. is this work - life balance?

Not sure if a paragraph is writing again but it sure feels like it.

Is  blogging self indulgent?  Is it narcissistic? pretty much and in my case cathartic too