As I’m writing this, I’m 4/7 books into my Harry Potter re-read already (I finished GoF at the beginning of Feb, so it’s not included in this wrap-up), and I think I owe a lot to the great books I’ve been able to lose myself in this month. I found January really tough this year, although I’m sure none of that owes to it to the time of year. I’ve never suffered with January Blues before. It was another low period to add to the bunch. Thankfully, though, escaping into a book got me through. Especially the magic of HP. And there were some highs even amongst the pain, so here’s to that, an unintentionally Dry January and a lot of five star rated books.
Writing about December always makes me feel a bit back to front. The new year has started, yet here I am still dwelling over 2017. If we’re being honest here, I’m still dwelling over, like, 2014, but whatevs. Welcome to 2018, Most Ardently Alice. It’s a new, squeaky clean year, but let’s not get too het up on ‘new year, new me’ and all those changes that we’re meant to get crackin’ on. The whole thing is starting to put me a tad on edge, expecting something to finally give, to change. I don’t want to be disappointed, so 2018 (and beyond) is going to be all about taking my life into my own hands, and not counting on some concept of time. And this is where I’ll document it all, so here’s to more oversharing and my look back at gorgeous, wonderful December, the last month of 2017.
Welcome to the November round-up! I am in a constant state of December-disbelief. How is it December? Where did 2017 go? But also… Oh my god, it’s nearly Christmas! Honestly, I don’t feel super Christmassy yet, although all the lights in Bath and Christmas songs on the radio make me very happy. It even snowed today, so I’m not sure where my festive spirit got to, but I’m sure it’ll be in full swing soon. As for November, like 2017 I’m not sure where that went. Seems like a blur of working and sitting on buses commuting. But somewhere tucked in there was the majority of my trip to Manchester, going to Liverpool at the end of the month and turning 23 right at the end there. So here’s that and some bookish things!
As you can tell from the title — and if you happen to be a regular reader of my here blog — (if so, hello, I love you and appreciate you), then you’ll know I missed out a month of my usual summary drawl. As months go, September wasn’t a bad one. In fact, it was relatively good. We moved offices at work to the gorgeous Milsom Street (not twenty metres from Waterstones, rejoice!), my mum had a lovely birthday induced with bubbles that made her all giggly. It was an alright kinda month. But then we lost my Nanny, somewhat suddenly and it cast a cloud over me and my family, and, like any loss, continues to because it doesn’t just miraculously get better and fix itself. It’s a gaping hole for us all and I know it’ll creep up on me as I go about life, living moments she won’t be able to live with me. She won’t be able to live the day I might get married or have kids quite like she did the days I talked excitedly about my plans for university and the day I called her on the landline to tell her I’d got a First Class Degree. And, to put it bluntly, that sucks. She had such a presence in our community that I’m still struggling to grasp not bumping into her in town, weeding the sides of the roads as she so often did. So that’s why I’ve not been around. But I’m here now and I’d like to update you as usual on September and October.