What better way to introduce myself to blogging than to talk about how much I’ve enjoyed the last year. It’s my birthday in less than a month and this year has definitely been one to remember; 23 was incredibly kind to me. I feel like I’ve really come into myself and set down some good foundations for the life I want to live.
After graduating from university in 2017, life got a little scary – there was no student loan to rely on, no council tax-free renting, no afternoon naps. I was thrust into adult life without a map or a compass or any sense of direction. I didn’t have a graduate job lined up so ended up working full-time in retail. I was away from my mum because I thought staying in Bath would have better job prospects than going back home to Leicester. I wasn’t seeing my friends everyday like I used it. It was a big change. But it turned out to be a welcome change.
Granted this happened a bit before I turned 23 but it blossomed quickly, and he definitely became my favourite thing about the last year.
I used to hold the ideology that I’d be alone forever and never find someone to be stupidly in love with. I’d never had a serious relationship before I met Mike and every guy I ever spoke to just gave me reason to lose faith in the opposite sex over and over again. I was ready to give up on trying to find someone who was the exception to rule and prepare for a life of me and dogs (I wasn’t big into cats back then, oh how a year can change you). I decided to give Tinder one last try and I’m so glad I did.
In comes Mike. No cringey chat up line, no embarrassing photos – though his bio was very questionable and I’m glad I didn’t read it before swiping right…
We quickly discovered that we had a lot in common and he soon asked me to go out for a drink with him and the rest is history from there.
As cheesy as it sounds, he has, without a doubt, made me a better person than who I was this time last year and has made me very excited for a future I never used to see for myself. Just over a year on, we’re happy as anything and living proof that Tinder can work.
Getting a graduate job
Coming out of Uni, I didn’t have a graduate job lined up like a lot of my friends and it was down to my lack of organisation and willingness to accept that the easy student life I was leading was over.
I had worked in Superdrug part-time for the last two years of my uni life so decided to go full-time once I’d graduated. I quickly learnt that unguaranteed hours and renting in Bath were not a great mix – I was already living out of my overdraft due to deposits and fees and I was panicking.
Thankfully, I had a friend who worked in Boots and he convinced me to apply for a healthcare advisor role with the promise of 40 hours every week. It seemed like the safer option, even though I had very little healthcare experience.
I got the job and ended up learning a lot in my seven months there – a lot of skills that I was able to put on my CV and apply to the job I’m in today.
I currently work as a PR assistant in Bristol and it’s been a very insightful and exciting eight months. I have learnt a lot from working with the small team and been involved in several different projects and jobs that are a great base for my career. No day is the same; every day holds a new challenge to overcome and a new skill to add to the list.
Summer of a lifetime
I’ve never really been organised enough to make a tonne of plans ahead of time but this summer seen me with very few free weekends which was very exciting.
Between going on holiday with Mike and his friends, celebrating Mike’s dads 60th birthday in numerous different ways with family, and a more somber celebration of life with a trip to the Lake District, I feel like I’ve had the summer of a lifetime.
I started writing about all the different things and practically had a blog post within a blog post, so I’ve decided to write a separate one for this – look out for it soon!
Moving in with mike
Obviously, the year didn’t come without challenges. Living in Bath and working in Bristol didn’t leave me with the most desirable bus commute. I had no real reason to stay living in Bath as I wasn’t based there for work, Mike wasn’t living there, and I could pop back to see friends when I had a free weekend or evening anyway.
I had plans to move in with a friend of mine but for one reason or another, this fell through and I was left in the panic of potentially being homeless (slightly dramatic, but I’m a worrier, sue me). Luckily, Mikes mum was kind enough to let me move in with them until I sorted myself out.
I was incredibly grateful and a little bit worried about this at the start. Firstly, Mike and I had been together less than a year and it was a big step. Going from seeing each other at weekends to being with each other 24/7 could’ve gone one of two ways – we’d argue like cat and dog and end up breaking up, or we’d get on great and become even closer than before. Thankfully, it was the latter.
Secondly, I’d pretty much lived independently for four years – making my own rules, deciding what I wanted to eat for tea myself, tidying up after myself etc. so going back to living with a family was a bit of an adjustment to make.
Four months on, I’m glad things worked out the way they did, and Mike and I are saving for our own place now – he isn’t so bad to live with after all.
Plus, I get to see this cutie on a daily basis…
Happy and content
If this year has taught me anything, it’s that everything happens for a reason and when something goes wrong, it’s not the be all and end all. I’m definitely happier and more content – which is mostly due to the physical changes to my life – but my outlook on life has also changed. I still have the days where I’m a complete negative nelly, but a little bit of positivity goes a long way.