The national finals of the Littlewoods Ireland Blog Awards were held during the week, and yours truly was a finalist in the Books and Literature category. Before I go into how the night went, let’s take an X Factor style journey over how I got to the finalist stage.
The awards opened in June of this year, with the nomination stage running for two weeks until June 26th. As that’s the day before my birthday, I decided to wait and see if I would be nominated rather than popping myself in.
Imagine it. Four years ago I was sat on my bed to-ing and fro-ing over whether or not to push that publish button. Fast forward to now and a whole lot has changed.
I’ve been at this blogging lark for four years today (in fact, it was roughly around this time when I published my first post) and, like every basic white girl, I’ve learned so much from the experience it’s crazy.
I’ve only just turned 24 and already I’m thinking about next year. Steady on, like.
I hit my quarter life crisis hard already though, and I know there’s a lot of things left that I need to have ticked off. Buzzfeed recently released a list of 25 things to do before you turn 25 and since I have 363 days left, I think I have plenty of time to get a fairly decent amount of them crossed off.
It’s been a week, and it still hurts.
Last Wednesday we said goodbye to the biggest, fluffiest loser I’ve ever met. Lucky came into my family as part of the first litter of our cat Alfie, and I was besotted from the word go. She was gentle, loving, and I don’t think anyone who met Lucky had anything bad to say of her.
March 27th 2005 was also a Sunday. Not only that, it was also Easter Sunday. How do I know this strange coincidence? Sunday March 27th 2005 was the day I was hospitalised with ovarian cysts.