First Things first: Happy 2018!
I hope you guys had a great start into the new year, I hope your first week went smoothly and that you’re excite about the things to come! Maybe you already had the opportunity to realize some of your New Year’s resolutions? Do you feel you’re moving in the right direction? As for me, I took it easy this week. I slept a lot, and when I was awake I did exactly what I wanted: I engaged with shit that needed to get done!
My to-do list was endless, and it fact it still is, but I’m working on it. A lot of the stuff on that list are private things, and lots of organizational points as well, things that are not necessarily super urgent but that I really felt I needed to sort out somehow. You know, stuff like cleaning, organizing my food cupboard, doing my taxes, washing my curtains etc. Nothing spectacular, in other words, just little things that have been accumulating in the back of my mind, and that I have been procrastinating with for quite some time now.
My goal is to tick all these boxes in January, in order to be able to focus fully on my professional life from February onwards. Once I’m done with the big New Year’s clean-up I’m planning to write a blog post about the whole process. The thing is, with every item I chuck out of my flat I feel a little lighter. It’s a liberating feeling, really, and the timing is perfect: both my boyfriend and my photographer will be out of town for professional reasons until February (my boyfriend will leave Berlin on Wednesday). That means I’ll have the time and headspace to blog and to knock some of the content I shot in 2017 into shape. You know, the things you do when you’re ‘getting shit done’. So, don’t worry, there is plenty of content coming up, I just need this oneweek break to get to grips with it all ^^
Talking about getting to grips with things, my emotions are running wild right now. Some days I really don’t know what’s going on with me. It’s like my hormones are going crazy, like I’m no longer in control of my own emotions. Sometimes any small, pointless little occurrence in my life seems enough to make me sad and frustrated. The worst part is that my brain tells me in those moments that it’s completely pointless to get emotional, and that my reactions are utterly illogical, but I can’t help feeling a certain way, and no amount of rationalizing my emotions seems to change them.
I’m not one to lose my shit easily – on the contrary: I tend to withdraw and get very quiet when something is too much. That’s just what happened this week, and unfortunately my boyfriend had to live through the whole spectrum of my emotional responses to outside stimuli. Well, the good news is that we’re still together. But I definitely learned a couple of things about myself on this emotional rollercoaster. More on that soon in a personal post.
Every day you wait is another day you won’t get back.
I did it, I got a piercing! In fact, I got three. I have three new holes in my ears, and they still hurt a little bit. There are such cool earrings out there, and it always annoyed me a little that I had only my tunnels and no proper piercings to wear earrings. That’s about to change now, for sure! You know, if you’re gonna do it, you might as well go all the way!
For a whole week, I presented the Zalando style of the day, and hopefully I was able to inspire you with my seven street styles. Which was your favorite?
Alright, so we’re taking the next big step. It makes sense, I guess, we jumped right into the whole thing no holds barred, right from the start. So, I’m going to meet his family today. And yep, I’m a little nervous about it all.
I’m really not a shy person, and not easily intimidated, but come on, meeting your boyfriends family for the first time is a big thing, isn’t it? While he’s pretty relaxed about it (‘I don’t think they’ll have a problem with you’ – well, great, thanks), I’m wondering whether ‘not having a problem with me’ will be enough. I mean, there’s a big difference between accepting somebody and liking somebody, right? Especially when you date an only child. I keep thinking about it: mothers tend to have a very tight relationship with their sons, and they probably have something like tight to veto girlfriends they don’t approve of. Honestly, I’m pretty nervous, so please wish me luck.