I know that New Years resolutions are supposed to be made on January 1st and that most people find them complete and utter rubbish, but I'm here nearly in February realising just what they mean. I've never been one for resolutions or New Year in general but over the last week I've realised what little promises to yourself mean. Simple little things like 'I'm going to try and correctly take my makeup off rather than rubbing it in circles with a baby wipe' or 'whilst at work I'll try to drink water rather than my own body weight in Coca Cola.'. It's only the 24th of January and I already feel like I've achieved so much, even if to others it's nothing. I'm taking more me time and not the sort where you watch tv for hours on end, the sort where you actually relax like taking a long bath or weirdly enough, knitting. A group of my friends and myself have planned a holiday for July and a spontaneous trip to London for valentines day. It's strange how some of these little things make you happy but they make all the difference.
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My dog 'taking' a selfie
