I wanted to start this blog to speak the truth, to talk openly and honestly about all things that life throws at us. Last weekend I went to Mayo and it was one of the best holidays of my life, I found my focus, I set goals. I decided on all or nothing.
Don’t misunderstand me, I don’t live under a rock. I have been outside of Ireland, I have traveled around the world and I continue to do so. I love it. Something different happened to me while I was in Mayo though, the company was right, the location was right, the conversation was right. I spoke at lengths with my boyfriend, I told him how I was bored. I was bored of my job, I was bored of saving for a house, I was bored of not having money, bored of routine, just plain bored. He told me to set goals to give me some focus. I scoffed at him, like I hadn’t thought of that already… but he was right, I never ACTUALLY thought about it. I never actually wrote anything down, so I started…
My thirty goals before thirty:
I need another nineteen more goals but at least it’s a start and hey, I’ve already crossed off one!
