Another crazy week down, another Happy Days Round-up! 90 days already. I honestly didn’t think I’d make it this far. Here’s my positive moments for the last 10 days.
Day Eighty-One. Monday, April 14th. I recently made a new ‘rule’ for myself: no technology in bed. Unsurprisingly, it hasn’t lasted very long but I managed to do it for a couple of nights. I’m slowly getting back into my bedtime reading again, and a bit of Mr Darcy certainly helped restart this. I love Pride & Prejudice, and I really want to like this book (a sort of ‘what happened next’ tale), but it hasn’t been that successful in keeping my attention 😦 Sad face! Nevertheless, a night with no laptop, iPad or iPhone really helped me to relax…. after the initial anxiety of not being ‘connected’ passed!!
Day Eighty-Two. Tuesday, 15th April. Today I was a floral arranger amongst other things. While I delegated the task of picking the daffodils to someone else, I quite enjoyed arranging them amongst some green flora and stepping back to admire my wonderful work… because putting daffodils into a vase of water requires immense skill as you can imagine!! I’ve never been the biggest fan of daffodils until today. I just don’t like the shape of them. Ever since I was young, I’ve felt that they were trying too hard; like they were flowers trying to be something that they are not. Weird, I know! But I somehow developed some sort of appreciation for the sunshine they manage to bring to the room today. And that made me happy!
Day Eighty-Three. Wednesday, 16th April. As you can see, the ‘no technology in bed’ rule didn’t last too long. Let’s just think of it as more of a guideline, shall we?! Anyway, who else LOVES the Shaytards? I swear, this family makes me SO happy. I could watch them for hours, and I am fully aware how stalkerish this may sound to those not on the Shaytards buzz like me!! Night-time tea and my daily dose of my favourite YouTube family was the perfect end to my day!
Day Eighty-Four. Thursday, 17th April. Incase you’re new to my blog, as I know some of you are, (hello and WELCOME to my little corner of the internet 🙂 ) I recently completed a Masters Degree and Thursday was the day that I found out my final result. This result cumulated 15 months of hard work studying (and adventuring!) in three different countries while tireless compiling my thesis. I almost wore out the refresh button as I checked all morning if they had been released yet. About 1.30pm I was put out of my misery as discovered I had been awarded a First Class Honours – that’s the equivalent of a 3.7-4.0 GPA in the U.S. EEEEEK! HAPPIEST MOMENT OF MY WEEK!!! All my hard work paid off. I am unbelievably thankful for all the wonderful congratulatory messages I received. To say I am delighted is an understatement. If only I knew what I wanted to do with this degree. Hmmmm! UCC – I shall see you at graduation in June!!
Day Eighty-Five. Friday, 18th April. Good Friday, the day that Jesus was crucified, and in the Catholic Church this is a fast day where you abstain from meat – which is not an issue for me anymore! It is also one out of two days in Ireland where it is illegal to sell alcohol, so the majority of pubs & restaurants all over the country are closed. It is the day that signals the start to a four day weekend in this country (for those who do not work in hospitality that is!). But the sun was shining, I hung out with a friend and went for a little stroll after lunch, admiring the beauty of Cork City that I so often overlook. It wasn’t a Good Friday, it was a Great Friday!
Day Eighty-Six. Saturday, 19th April. Pretty colourful ribbon + jars full of water + a scissors = 10pm to 11.30pm on Saturday night. What you can’t see in this picture are the forty helium filled balloons that are attached to these jars and how difficult is was to actually tie them onto these homemade weights. I was sitting in the boardroom at work, happily doing my little arts and crafts project and chatting to a family while keeping score of their kids’ ping pong game. There was something so relaxing and harmonious about the whole situation, and the feeling of success when I had finally finished was so worth it. I do love a good challenge!
Day Eighty-Seven. Sunday, 20th April. EASTER SUNDAY! I was a part of not one, but two Easter egg hunts at work. All the balloons, which I had so beautifully (and painstakingly) tied onto small water-filled jars, were dotted around the lobby. The place was all decked out for Easter. All we were missing was Willy Wonka and a couple of Oompa Loompas! The looks on the kids’ faces made my couple of hours of balloon-work worth it though, especially when my good friend the Easter Bunny made an appearance. He needed a helper to hide the chocolate goodies. Just like Santa has his elves, Mr Bunny had me! 🙂
Day Eighty-Eight. Monday, 21st April. I posted this on Instagram with the caption ‘And people wonder why I am so cheerful in the morning…’ I am a morning person, even after only a few hours of sleep. I am at my best in the morning or early afternoon. Having said that, I always like to set myself up for a positive day in anyway I can, and if this means leaving myself positive messages to wake up to in the morning, well then so be it! You make your own happiness, and there is nothing better than starting your day off with a happy thought – even if that thought comes with an alarm before 6am!
Day Eighty-Nine. Tuesday, 22nd April. As part of my Culture Project, I am reading one classic novel a month. This month happens to be a children’s book that I am shocked to say I have never read before – The Wind in the Willows! Coupled with a freshly pressed hot apple & cinnamon drink and a vanilla scented candle burning, I’m can’t pinpoint if it was the book, the drink or finding a loophole in my ‘no technology in bed rule/guideline’ that made me the happiest!
Day Ninety. Wednesday, 23rd April. As a morning person, I like to be at work early. My most dreaded shifts are the ones when I start after 3pm. I don’t mind starting early and working till the wee hours of the morning, I just don’t particularly like starting half way through the day. I don’t feel like I give 100% (which bothers me even more as I am a little bit of a perfectionist!) What started off as an only ok day because of my impending late start, turned out to be a fun-tastic evening. I haven’t laughed so much so late at night/early in the morning (without the influence of alcohol) in a very long time. It may have been that I was delirious with tiredness or that the giddiness of others that was contagious, but certain things had to be completed before we left work and an impromptu 2am dancing session was clearly the motivation that we needed! This was after being dared by another manager to eat a ‘spoon of peanut butter’. Piece of cake, right? No! It was like cement in my mouth that just wouldn’t shift. Cue the hysterical laughter of my colleague! I can be very serious about things at times, so this was just what I needed. Even if a day starts off bad, there’s always something that will turn it around!
Until the next time,