Getting my Sh*t Together Part One

Good morning to all of my lovely readers. It’s a new month and I thought I’d kick things off with a bit of a personal post. It’s Thursday morning and I wrote this post at 6am. I always wake up brimming with motivation and bursting with positivity about the day ahead. Flash forward to 6pm where you will probably find me frantically trying to find two socks that match amongst a sea of mismatched bras and knickers before running out of petrol on the way to the gym. Yes, this post is about getting my sh*t together. Everybody around me seems to have life under control and be successfully keeping small humans alive and yet here I am congratulating myself on not having coco pops for breakfast (and then having them anyway). After losing at petrol roulette last week and leaving my keys in the ignition on more than one occasion, it’s left me thinking, at what point does it all click into place? (asking for a friend).

For me, life is quite simply juggling lots of important things without giving one of them my full attention while neglecting other important things. You can guarantee that if I’m managing to haul my ass to the gym and meet my work deadlines that my washing basket will be overflowing and my fridge will be empty. Don’t even look at my eyebrows. Some days I feel almost smug that I’ve managed to keep an orchid alive and congratulate myself for being a good grown up but then I see a photo of Jennifer Lopez at the age of 45 and look scathingly at my less than perky bum and think you really need to get your shit together. So what’s my plan you ask?

Start Adulting

At the age of 31, my Mum sent me a text that read I’m so proud of you. And what, you may ask did I do to deserve such a lovely message? Did I finally finish the ebook I’ve been working on since 1998? Sign a new client? Well no, not exactly, I, ahem, cleaned my house. It made me realise that I’m still as dependant on my Mum as I have always been and it made me think that although she loves nothing more than to do nice things for me, I should really make household duties a part of my life for good and start taking small steps to becoming a domestic goddess (better late than never right?).

Bite the Bullet and Book a Gym Class

We’ve all been there. You wake up more convinced than ever before that today is the day you will make it to the gym. You flirt with the idea of a home workout only to find that the only thing you achieved was getting a personal best on the time it took to demolish a kit kat in your gym kit. Tomorrow’s a new day right? To restore some order in my life, I’ve committed to not one but three epic gym sessions a week at my new gym Implexus and I book these a week in advance so I can’t get out of it. Now at least if a few coco pops do find their way into my breakfast bowl, I can at least say I burnt them off.

Set Myself Challenges

Every month I’m going to attempt a new challenge whether this be learn to cook something fabulous (bake off inspired) learn to dance (Strictly inspired) or up my blogging game. I’ve set myself the challenge of blogging every day in September so there is lots of lovely content coming your way. Get excited!

Talk to My Bestie

Yes, it’s great to slay all day but don’t be so hard on yourself. Sometimes all I need to make me feel sane is a conversation with my bestie, a daily reminder/reality check that someone else is struggling to get their shit together/using all willpower to drive past McDonalds and not bulk buy Twix McFlurries. It is important to realise that while it may seem that everyone else in the world has their life together via Instagram, this is probably not the case. Remember you are seeing their highlight reel and this is not real life.

How do you make your days more productive/get your sh*t together?