The Week That Was

15019117_dMtP3RJh_c_largeIt’s not about how often you fall, it’s about how often you get up. Or something equally cheesy. I’ve been battling with life the past few months, well, years I guess. I got into a rut, then fell into a well guarded by trolls of Doom and Gloom when my job and relationship ended, and have been trying to climb out ever since. Sometimes I think I’m getting pretty far up the ladder, only to realise a few weeks on that I’ve taken a tumble and fallen back. But this week, which has been pretty shit in some aspects, has had some really good moments, which make me feel like getting up and trying to climb the ladder again.

Hey, ho. Let’s go.

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The Week That Was

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Whoops, should have put this together and posted yesterday but I was OUT LIVING. So, here’s a late Week That Was post filled with the wonders of my last few days of leave and the beginning of the 2014 work year. And a whole lot of living thrown in as well.

Also, I know my pic up there aint all that. Blame my phone. I’m upgrading to something more awesome come the end of this year.

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The Week That Was

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I’m not sure if it was the passing of Madiba, the approach of Christmas or just the last few months getting to me (again), but generally this week has sucked. A lot. I’ve just been a big old ball of misery. I’ve had my gal pals to lean on, but some heartaches, honey, you just got to go through.

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The Week That Was

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Naturally this week for South Africans, as well as the world, has been overshadowed by the passing of our former president, Nelson Mandela. Much has been said, much more will be, but I’ll add only this to the conversation: Rest in peace, Tata. Without you, I’d never had been able to date Dean, I’d never have had the amazing bosses I’ve had, I wouldn’t be able to have my Uncle John or my (second) godfather Mbongeni or worked with the amazing team I had at seventeen. Our nation is forever in your debt for all you did.

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The Week That Was

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It’s the first of December! And it’s all downhill to the holidays (17 days for me, but who’s counting? (me)). The sun is warm, the wind is wild, and I’m just about ready to say goodbye to 2013 and hello to a whole new year.

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