I’m having one of those weeks…
You all know the ones I’m talking about (well I hope you do) but unfortunately, I’ve had one of those weeks.
One of the week’s where nothing really goes right, and regrettably, some of the things I have no control over. I’m slightly hoping though, that writing/venting will put me in a slightly better mood… So here’s to that!
As I post this, it’s Friday night and I have made the wise choice to stay in (even though is it payday weekend… *sob*) because I don’t feel in the mood to socialise after the week I’ve had. (Although it does give me a chance to catch up from Wednesday night’s bake-off, so I guess that’s something cringey to look forward to!)
Nothing major has happened. I’ve had ups and downs, I’m just currently in one of the moods that I can’t seem to shake, and for no real reason whatsoever. Not even seeing my friends, or going out and enjoying the first signs of spring, or even a Nandos can seem to get me out of. I’m just hoping the break from work and some downtime will make me feel better.
I’mm putting this mood (can I stop saying mood now…?) down to being a twenty-something girl. Pretty rubbish excuse huh? But really… I am.
When we’re teenagers, we can blame any sign of moodiness down to our hormones, but once we’re in our twenties, it doesn’t really seem right.
Earning your own money and having your own lifestyle are all things that we should make the most of whilst we’re still young; the things we don’t really have control over when we are teenagers. But nowadays, the same things are holding us back.
Being an adult = paying bills, doing a food shop, petrol, gym memberships, trying to save for a mortgage, insurance, commutes, meetings, work, work, work – and the list goes on. To be honest, I think a part of me just misses being a teenager.
Don’t get me wrong, there are many things that I would never change in my life, and when I think about it, being a teenager again would probably be quite horrific (maybe a slight exaggeration?) and that’s not really the point I’m getting at. To be honest, at this stage, I’m not even sure what I’m saying, but it’s late, and I’m sleepy and I know I’m rambling and blah.
I think what I’m trying to say is I miss not having a care in the world: Not having to worry about money and savings and bills and credit cards and being able to enjoy life as much as I could without constantly having that nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I could be doing something more productive. And weekends not being about catching up on sleep, running errands or seeing family and friends, because those things just weren’t important when you were 16.
Maybe this is a wakeup call to try and get a good balance between being a responsible adult, and a carefree kid? Maybe that would help me slump out of this mood and enjoy my weekend and stop moaning and sitting in on a Friday night and being generally down in the dumps? Maybe I should be out getting drunk and making a fool out of myself? Or maybe that was only ok when I was 18? Who knows…
But right now, looking forward to the weekend and a lie in tomorrow is what I need!
Here’s to a better week ahead! X