The one thing about being behind with blog post scheduling, means that I’ve been writing things on the day they’ll go up on the blog, and kind of feels like stripping it back to what I used to do when I wrote a blog post- something more stripped back and (pardon the phrase), from the heart.
Sitting down to write this post this morning, I was close to having an extensive natter about white jeans, the colour orange and new season styling- but rather than that, I thought I’d have a chat about the new term feeling I know I, and so many of us have been feeling as the beginning of September has rolled around. I did a little Instagram this morning about it, but there’s something about today that almost felt like the first of January (except the bread and crisps and BBQ’s of summer are Christmas’s Quality Street cousins). My teacher best friend is prepping to go back to school, I FOUND MY FIRST CONKER (less integral but themed all the same) and I’ve suddenly applied an unnerving amount of pressure onto myself for a clean slate and fresh start. What is it about a new school term that kicks us into gear and mounts up the pressure? I haven’t even done the pencil case run, people- I LEFT YEAR 11 YEARS AGO!
It’s funny, because between August and today, nothing has changed. I’ve eaten more bread (thanks to a holiday in France) and finally ordered our save the dates and everything is moving forward, albeit at a slow pace. I think this time of year highlights all the things we should be doing, and want to do- as well as providing that ‘FUCK, THERE’S ONLY 4 MONTHS OF THE YEAR LEFT’ feeling (or ‘last orders at the bar’ which someone kindly put on Instagram), which I try and always disguise as ‘well, at least the Bake Off is back, right?’ It feels like we need to tick off everything at once, and suddenly we’re capped at Christmas which amps up the invisible pressure to do and get done.
Obviously that’s not to say that’s a bad thing. There’s a list as long as my arm of things I’d love to achieve this month (not limited to getting fitter, launching a new project, planning our wedding which feels like it’s getting more full on as the months creep up) so joining the mental bandwagon of a clean slate can sometimes be the most positive thing we can do when things become too much. It’s easy to put all the huge tasks down as goals, but sometimes it’s ticking off the smaller things, like going for a 20 minute jog more than once a week, sending that looming email or sending some flowers to a friend that really warrant the little pats on the back. Goodness knows it’s harder than it looks to run a business/go to work/plan a wedding/move house/etc as well as being an available and good friend/daughter/granddaughter/cousin etc. We’re all just trying our best after all. So, whether or not you decide to wipe that slate clean and give it another go, remember it’s never too late for a fresh start- be it now, be it in a couple of days, weeks or months. Because* really, you can reset that term whenever you like.
*thought I’d end on a rebellious sentence, as when I was in primary school I was told to never start a sentence with because… et viola!