Good Enough

Sometimes a day or a week is awful, it sucks, and there's nothing that can be done about it, it feels like giving up and walking away is the only solution. But then that little voice in the back of my mind speaks up with "I wasn't raised a quitter" and that is almost enough of a push to get through. When it is time to find a way to carry on, it isn't always easy... I watched a drama recently and it was filled with gems like "if you want to cry, cry", "if you're not happy don't force yourself to smile", and "it doesn't do well to compromise one's self for others". Often it feels like it is best to show a reduced and refined version of ourselves to fit in, but in doing so the day is exhausting before it has even begun. Forcing a smile for eight solid hours, keeping quiet about how something has made you feel for the sake of peace, all of it infuriates me. While I think the trick is to not be dragged down by emotions or t...

Getting back into the habit of commuting has reminded me that holiday planning is the solution to everything. I can while away the hours scanning for flights, finding nice hotels and organising an itinerary. Spinning myself around maps, landing on a destination and imagining all the adventures that I could have there, time has never flown so fast!  I bought myself this notebook because it's nearing the end of the year and I have an absurd amount of holiday days left to use, but also to remind myself that it is up to me to make my own plans. I'm sure that having an aesthetic notebook with matching stickers will help me to successfully plan my spare time and holidays more efficiently.  Often it may feel like days off have to be earned, but to me that's a terrible way of looking at things. Everyone gets days off, what is done with them and when they are taken is really nobody's business. It's okay to take breaks and do something that I enjoy. In the past I've taken...

I know that going into the office isn't the biggest problem in the world, after all I used to commute every day. However, I have long since become used to the simple joys that come with home working, so I am not looking at this change of situation objectively at all. Here is how my first day back in the office went... All started well, it was a sunny-ish sort of day and it was a Monday so the train was nice and empty.  Also, as perturbed as I am by the increased in office days, there is a nice view, and I have to be grateful for those small wins.  Productivity has never reached such cavernous depths of despair. I'm sure that in the past, work used to get done in an office, but now, it feels like there has been a unanimous and unspoken decision that this is a place of chit chat. I for one am all for it. Love a chit chat! When the aircon came on, so did my hoodie and from there followed multiple discussions about the Formula One team on the back. To which, each time, I responded...

Over summer popular biscuit coasters were flying off the shelves, understandably so, they were adorable. Luck was not on my family's side and we could never find any anywhere! However, not to be defeated, we decided to make our own! So here goes Craft Club's first foray into clay... I'd seen tutorials on how to work with clay, and I remember playing with clay before, but one thing that had slipped my mind was how messy it can be. Especially, when using the terracotta version, it stains everything. I'd never asked myself so many questions about what a digestive biscuit really looked like, trying to get the right proportions was very repetitive, but as this was my first attempt I decided not to be too harsh on myself. The part that I found oddly satisfying was making lots of fingerprint indents into the clay to replicate the chocolate covered side of the digestive biscuit. At this stage, even though I knew what it was meant to look like, without the paint I was starting t...

I picked this book up as I had watched a few episodes at my friend's house, and after realising that I don't have the necessary subscription to watch more, it seemed that buying the book was the wisest move. I've also taken to using labels from Formula One merchandise as bookmarks lately, they're quite sturdy and aesthetic so it feels almost wasteful to not find some sort of purpose for them. I do find it a little weird reading a book after watching the show, as you already know what to expect which takes a little bit of the suspense away. However, I was surprised when I reached the first chapter written from the perspective of the main lead's adopted dog Six-Thirty! These chapters are refreshing, innocent and heart warming, and I have no idea how this would have been dealt with in the show.  As main characters go, I can't recall another so sure that both she and the world can be better. She battles with her colleagues, at the science lab and the tv station, and...