Birthday Week: The Imperfections I'm Taking Into My 31st Year

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Imperfections are often the things that we say we want to change upon reflecting on our lives around our birthdays! However, sometimes the bad stuff can be good! Especially if it is not harming us/others and we enjoy them! As I get ready to enjoy my 31st journey around the sun, these are the unhealthy things I love and will continue this year!

Good Morning Lovelies, 


When we reach a new age, we often look back and think about the things that we want to spend the next year changing. I know I am very much guilty of this, as I am constantly striving to be better. To do better. Yet, sometimes, the best thing that we can do is accept the imperfections within our lives. As I always say, a perfect person is an imperfect one. 


With this in mind, I thought I would end this year’s birthday week with a post on what I am going to continue to do, even if it may seem unhealthy or unwise, because they bring joy into my life. Sometimes being bad can be really good and we always need a little bit of a challenge to continue to thrive. 


Instead of removing the following items from my life during my 31st year, I am going to embrace them fully and enjoy them again and again…


Eating Big Bowls Of Porridge For Dinner: When I say I have big bowls of porridge, I mean I have big bowls of porridge. Every Saturday night, I lock the world away and make a big bowl, drizzled in probably too much honey and a square of chocolate melted on top and it makes me endlessly happy. As someone who struggles with food and changing up my menu, this meal is one that I never get bored of and will eat it come rain or shine. It is probably too much in a bowl but I really don’t care, as it honey and oats cannot be beat, whilst the size is a big fuck off to my eating disorder. I also vow to continue to eat jam out of the jar and have too much gravy on my plate.


Buying More Perfume Than I Need: If you come into my room and look in the top drawer of my chest of drawers, you will find that it is filled with perfume. I mean a lot of perfume. When I smell a scent I love, I become addicted and have to have it. Leading to probably a very big and excessive collection. Each scent reminds me of a time, event or moment in my life that I want to remember and therefore I will never stop collecting bottles of the stuff. I imagine it will grow even more over the next year and beyond in fact.


Appreciating My Potty Mouth: I was once told that I should swear as much as I do as a woman. This made me swear even more. I love the word fuck! It is probably my favourite word in the English dictionary. I also love bollocks, shit, bullshit and all the others that come along with it. I can even say them in Italian! My potty mouth is going nowhere fast and I am happy to accept it. Though, I do vow to not use it as much here or when around the elderly and young. 


Not Getting Enough Sleep: They say that we should all be getting between seven to nine hours of sleep at night. This is something that I would be very lucky to get. From being a night owl, suffering from an endless amount of restlessness and noisy neighbours, I don’t think I have slept more than five to six hours in a long time. A fact that makes me quite sad. Yet, I also know that when I sleep too much, I often get more groggy and moody than you might think. Therefore, I have come to accept that I will probably never get enough sleep. It is not great but it is a part of life that I know is not likely to change any time soon. 


Gossiping With My Mum: I love a good bitching session! There I said it! I am very guilty of enjoying a good gossip and I love the moments where my mum and I go to town telling each other all the gossip we have learnt each day. Especially if I don’t really know the person, so I know that I can’t get into any issues by talking about them. Both my parents loved to have these little sessions and I think that it is now embedded within me. Got anything you want to talk about then I am all ears.


I adore doing the above, as they bring me a little bit of fun, happiness and overall joy to my life, even if they are not things that we should all be doing. I am obsessed with honey, eating way too much of the stuff. I love to have a good bitching session with my mum. And I know I will probably never get a full night's rest. 


However, as long as I wake up each day with a little bit of happiness and content feeling, I know that I will be okay during my 31st year! Our imperfections are what make us so special after all! 


Joey X

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