Much to my own frustration I am seriously good at not sticking at anything I start - I honestly couldn't tell you the last book or Netflix series I actually finished, let alone the forgotten about DIY projects now just gathering dust somewhere, the several half written stories saved to my laptop, or even the ingredients being hoarded in my kitchen cupboards purchased with good intentions.
Or maybe you have been here before, you'll be a friend or family member (probably) that'll once again encourage my on-off relationship with blogging & make a comment saying it's good to see me back writing again - I love you guys & thank you, for once again entertaining me as I attempt to get back into this... again.
But, regardless of how you found yourself here, I thought I'd use my first blog post in almost a year to kind of touch base & reintroduce myself yet again.
So, hi, hello & welcome. My name is Emily, I'm a twenty-something hotel manager, living in the Lake District & I suppose this blog is what you'd call a 'lifestyle blog' as that seems to cover many topics, although I'm not really big on putting things into boxes. I prefer to believe that my life & my tastes are varied, eclectic & hopefully, not always what people expect of me - and that's what I'd like this blog to become.
In my 10 years since leaving school behind, I feel as if I've led several different lives.
I did a drama school thing for a bit, moved off to London & threw myself in at the deep end with an admirable amount of self-assurance & self-confidence.
Then, in stark contrast, I moved to just outside Nottingham and lived in a caravan & worked on site at a exotic animal refuge which included, feeding the monkeys every morning, falling asleep to wolves howling every night & spending the majority of my day dodging Diego the spitting Llama who'd taken a massive disliking to me.
At some point, I can't remember exactly when, I fell into the fringes of the UK rock music scene & made some of the best memories and met the majority of my closest friends. Amongst the inevitable dramas and fallouts, I lived some of my favourite days bumming around the country seeing some of my favourite bands play in fields, arenas, bars, academies, a friends basement & even once, in a library.
After bumming about like this for a little while, I figured I needed to get a job that was more than a mixture of odd jobs done when I was home, plus I think my mother had had enough of me mooching around the house just waiting for the next lot of shows to be announced - so I got a job in a cafe, which helped me save up for the long awaited tours to be announced & for the long list trips I wanted to go on which I had slowly curated over the years - many of which are still in the works.
It was a period of growth for me, the few years I spent working in that cafe, something about a FoH job really knocks the extreme shyness out of you. During that time, I entered into my only serious relationship to date, which was so good for me for a very long time, it taught me many things about myself, and others & I grew a lot from it, as well as eventually, and quite simply, outgrowing it altogether.
After the break up & after handing in my notice at the two jobs I was working, I took off in my little car to Ireland, with no plans set in stone, I toured around the country taking photos & writing in a journal, that I eventually (and purposely) left out there, I got my first tattoo (something I don't think my parents have quite forgiven me for just yet!) to commemorate the shift in my life in that moment of leaving the past behind & I decided to start out afresh, again.
Returning from Ireland, I was hell bent on getting a job that involved travel, but after a couple of rejection emails, I decided I needed some bar experience & so took a temporary job at a local hotel, which, I'm now a live-in manager at.
Oh yep, you read that right, full of totally different intentions, I went from temporary to live-in within a few years! But, I love it here, I've found a truly happy place in a part of the world that I just a few years ago I desperately wanted an escape from - and I just fell into it, but I truly believe that these things happen for a reason.
Sure my hours are long, late & early, and sometimes it's a struggle, but I care about the place & the people, & I don't see that changing anytime soon.
I'm still getting away as regularly as possible, I've ticked a fair amount of places off my list so far, & I have many plans for more adventures. I still disappear off to see bands, only nowadays I can afford the ticket & travel to get there, hell, I can even afford to eat more than a Maccies 99p burger while I'm there too!
So there is it, a brief history of Emily, I hope it's not been boring for you. Usually I'd have hidden behind a bunch of random facts about me (as seen in this post) but I'd like to write things that are more open and honest, more real, something I can't do if I'm stuck on hiding my story away behind what I think other people want to read - sod the other people, this is what I want to write.
But, yes. This is me, I am a jumbled up mixture of many different things, and my path is a winding one with many detours, but, I'd bore myself if I were any other way.
- Em.
I remember reading your blog years ago and I remember when you took that trip to Ireland!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to see youre back at it, cant wait to hear about more of your travels =)
Lx