I feel like I've started every one of these blogs this year talking about how busy the month has been, but the same definitely goes for August. Luckily, a lot of the stuff keeping me busy this month are good things and a lot of changes, which have got me fairly excited. In fact, I've found it hard to pick just ten things that are putting a smile on my face, but here they are:
My skin has been struggling recently. Since losing weight and taking certain medications, my hormones have gone completely haywire, which, in turn, affects the look and feel of my skin. I've found that it is a lot oilier than usual at the moment and is a lot more prone to spots, blackheads and enlarged pores, all of which isn't great.
I used to have really bad skin when I was younger so I have always worked hard to look after it and stop breakouts. Unfortunately, none of my usual tricks have been working so I went back to an old standby and am so glad I did because Brazened Honey Fresh Face Mask from Lush is seriously saving my skin right now.
I've mentioned this face mask in a previous blog I did, but it is so good it definitely deserves a full review - especially as it has transformed my face over the last week or so. It was actually the first Lush face mask I ever used and has been the one I've always come back to, so now I only ever swap my five black pots for this mask.
This month has been a bit of a mixed bag due to my anxiety, but there has been plenty of good stuff going on. I've spent a lot of time with lovely people, have had a lot of fun and have ended it by making sure that I have some time to myself to relax.
I may be hoping that August isn't quite as mad - although the fact that we have a visit from my parents and a wedding to attend means it probably will be - I have had plenty of things to smile about in July. So, to keep my blog positive after being fairly rubbish at keeping up with it over the last few weeks - I'm trying to get back into the swing of things - here's my monthly roundup of lovely things.
Last night, the husband and I had one of the best date nights we'd had in a while. We didn't get dressed up, in fact, we didn't even go out anywhere. We both met on the same bus heading home, which was not by design, so had the journey to talk about our days and just make each other laugh. When we got home, I did the very British thing of putting the kettle on so we could enjoy a coffee together, him while playing a computer game and me while reading, both of us just enjoying being in the same space.
We spent the rest of the evening eating fish and chips - this was a more successful endeavour for him that it was for me - watching Stranger Things on the big screen in the games room and laughing when each of us jumped or had to look away from the screen. It was an easy kind of date night where everything just falls into place and you don't feel the need to be romantic because you're out in public as a couple - we can do romance but the lovey dovey stuff just isn't us.
It was also the type of evening we used to love when we had a better space to spend it in. Over the last couple of years, we really did outgrow our old house and there wasn't really space for us both to relax comfortable side by side. Last night made me realise how much happier we have been over the last few weeks and how much easier it is to spend time together in our house without stepping on each others toes. It also took me back to date nights in our first year together, when we were able to have fun without loads of pressure from other areas of our lives getting in the way.
If there is one thing I really hate, it's moving house. I know people who seem to move every six months or so and all I can think is how? Honestly, packing up my life into boxes only to have to unpack it all and try and make everything look as nice as it did before is far too stressful for me and I avoid it when I can, which is part of why we were in the same house for four years, even though it wasn't suitable for us for at least three of those.
While we were looking at moving this year, the universe seemed to get involved to hurry things along, which has actually worked out for the best in the end. We now have a space that is much more suited to our needs and our future plans, which is a big deal. However, it also means that I have to deal with trying to make it feel like home.
I'm a big fan of my home comforts and all the little bits and pieces that I've collected over the years. You may wander why I have a solar-powered nodding Jack the Skeleton next to an antique decanter set, but to me, the two go together perfectly. Everything in my house has been chosen carefully, looked after and teamed with other things to create a mix of items that I love. Not having them out or in their right place can actually be really stressful for me, which is one of the reasons I hate moving.
Over the course of the last month - we've now been in our new house for a month and a day - the husband and I have been working to make the place feel like home. This has been fairly easy for him, as all he really needs is a comfortable chair in the lounge and all his computer stuff working. For me, it's about making the space mine (or ours), which is a bit more complicated a process.