Kia ora, folks.
How long has it been? A year. A flippin’ year! I can’t believe it.
I came onto my blog to check up on it, y’know, read some of the old posts, feel inspired, and think about what I’ll blog next time I blog. My last post was in JULY. 2017.
Every week, I think, I’m going to post. But then the week comes and goes in a flurry of work and social hangs, reading and watching copious amounts of Masterchef & MAFS (Married at First Sight for those who aren’t as obsessed with reality TV as I am…).
Then I thought, how am I going to post if I never post? If I could go a year just thinking about posting, I could easily go the rest of my life without posting.
So here I am! I now live back in New Zealand. I’m also now 29. I’ve already began thinking of how I’m going to spend my 30th birthday next year – a big party with all of my friends and family, and hopefully a trip to Canada and New York for Christmas. Ahh, I’m excited already. For the Canada part, not the 30 part.
But 30 ain’t so bad, right? I’m not really afraid of 30 – it just feels strange getting to the point where I’m no longer hip, no longer “down with the kids”. There is now lingo I don’t quite understand, and when I listen to the “cool” radio stations at my sister’s place in Auckland, I rarely know the songs. I’m like “this is cool!” and she’s like, it’s been on the radio for 6 months now, mate.
But everyone will go through this, so I’m not the only one. You move from your cool 20s, to your… 30s. I’ll figure out what the 30s are like when I’m in them. Hopefully minus the aches and pains my old workmate Helen told me you get.
A lot has happened in the past year. I flew a million miles on a plane back home, started two new jobs, and made wonderful new friends.
I have recently come out of a job I hated. The place was toxic – full of power play and bullying. But what I lost (self-confidence) I gained in two really amazing friends. They’re two people I can’t imagine my life without, yet I’ve only known them for a year. Crazy how life works out that way, huh?
I’m now in a job I absolutely love. I work for the Ministry for Culture and Heritage – the name had me at hello. It’s wonderful and full of creative, inspiring people and work. I’m in heaven.
I live near the beach. I read lots. I see my family a bit more now.
I’m still weirdly struggling to get used to life back here – I’ll go into that in more detail soon. It’s a tricky business moving across the whole globe to an entirely new country, setting up your life there, changing as a human being, then coming back to the place you lived before. You’ve changed, the place hasn’t. How do you slot back in?
More to come, dear friends, but I promise I won’t neglect you like I have.