Roller coasters and coffee

I already know the title of this post has summoned all kinds of images in your mind. Even as I write this post I wish the words were about actual roller coasters but its not.

The last few weeks have been a figurative roller coaster for me. There were highs and some real lows they were practically underground…..

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There was my mums birthday; which was really nice. I baked a cake and did some last minute icing (really last minute icing…. so much so it almost want enough to cover the cake!) it was my bestie’s birthday for which I sent a really cheeky card basically calling her a wench as per our usual tradition. It was shaping up to be a nice February.

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On the 24th Feb I received news that a dear friend of mine had tragically been killed in a motorbike accident. Devastated. Sunil was such a lovely person and had such a loving soul. I miss him. I hadn’t actually seen him face to face in years as he was working in India but the thought of never being able to see him, speak to him or receive one of his amazing hugs just broke my heart. They say some people come into your life for a short time and some for longer and that you never really know how much/little they mean to you until your dynamic changes. Well its true. I knew Sunil was special and I knew I loved him as a dear and honest friend but I didn’t know how much loosing him would take its toll on my heart.

Maybe I’m hyper sensitive with everything else going on like the BF’s brother being ill and realising the mortality of my Nana but still. His soul is greatly missed by many.

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Then came the start of March and my other Nana’s 90th birthday! (Amazing I know…and she was loving it I assure you) We had a massive family party and dinner. It was a really nice night. I managed for a change to get a picture with ALL my sisters and brother. (A bloody rarity in my family…there is always someone missing) Of course as per all my family functions there was the usual questions… “Chelly, when you getting married?? When are you planning on having some babies??” etc. etc…… It just wouldn’t be a do if these questions weren’t fired at me apparently lol

Me and my Tata

Me and my Tata

Me and my amazing sisters

Me and my amazing sisters

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Bombshell at work- 5 months after our massive office move around at work they tell us WE, just us (my team) have to leave the department and move BACK to the building we had just left 5 months ago. (cue shock/ horror/disgust/annoyance etc. etc.) Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t care but we finally (after 4+years) got to a point where we were near all the teams we needed to be near to work-stream purposes and they bloody move us! And into a god forsaken windowless cupboard not less. (Ok it was a meeting room but it was still small, cramped and windowless)

Well, we put the kibosh on that and found a better more ‘window-lit’ location. Its not bad but its not right either. We still have boxes everywhere and don’t feel quiet at home. It plays on my anxiety issues really but I’m trying not to think about it.

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Then came my name day! Chelly’s birthday (and my twin of course…can’t forget him) 28 going on 7 if you ask me, my socks and cookie monster pyjamas!

Me on my sunny birthday morning

Me on my sunny birthday morning

I had hoped for a quiet and uneventful birthday this year. You know, feet up with fluffy socks and Netflix kinda birthday. The BF had other plans of course. Now I’m not what you’d call a ‘Tom boy’ but I’m far from a girly girl too so when BF dropped down on one knee by reaction was a little less than graceful…..

WTF!!

It was beautiful of course. He asks, I say “Oh go on then” all very romantic. (I bet you’re reaching for the tissues??) lol He knows what I’m like of course and now he gona be stuck with me by Law. Hahaha jokes on him me thinks 🙂

“Oh go on then!”

Then came the coffee….. Now for someone with anxiety issues when it comes to certain types of attention being thrust their way the whole idea of talking “how he proposed” and planning weddings is pretty much on the same peg as watching Chucky movies on your todd in a dark house in the middle of the night.- I just don’t do it. And so I’ve turned to the drink. Coffee that is. something I NEVER drink.

I foresee a lot of coffee in my future. We haven’t set a date yet but I guess I better start looking at things I’d like for this once in a lifetime (hopefully 😉 ) event.

And so this safari turns into Wedding country…. this should be interesting.

The boy done good

The boy done good

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