Holy wow, it has been more than a year since I last shared a blog post and I have to admit, I have truly missed it. Since my last post I almost feel like a different person in so many ways. So many things have changed since July last year and it felt like time to ‘pick up the pen’ (*read typing on keyboard) and get back into this crazy, beautiful world of blogging.
Where to begin…
Firstly, I’m a married woman! In early April this year Travis and I tied the knot in what can only be described as the most perfect garden ceremony with 90 of our nearest and dearest. As everyone whose ever been married will tell you, the day flew by in a flash and before we knew it, we were waking up in the gorgeously refurbished homestead at our Southern Riverina wedding venue all smiley and in love as husband and wife. I couldn’t be happier to be a wife. Trav and I have never really fallen out of the ‘honeymoon’ phase of our almost eight-year relationship, however I can truly say he has never made me happier than when he declared his vows to me on that day.
If planning a wedding wasn’t enough excitement for one year, shortly after our wedding (2 weeks in fact), we packed up our lives and moved to the Central Coast of New South Wales! CRAZZZZY amounts of stress and excitement set in as we packed up our home that we purchased three years ago together and said goodbye. I’ll never forget our last moments in our first home. After we loaded the removal truck (and ute, and car, and trailor – oh my gosh, so.much.stuff!) Trav and I sat on the floor of our empty bedroom where our bed once sat and cried a little together. The move was big for both of us and leaving our home that we were both so proud to have purchased together and call our own was a really big deal.
Cue coastal life and new jobs for both of us! Funnily enough, Trav and I both started our new jobs on the same day. It was kind of sweet, really. We both took off to our new workplaces early that day like two kids heading off to school for the first time. I couldn’t wait to get home that afternoon and debrief how both of our days went. Since leaving school, Trav had completed his apprenticeship and his working life at the one workplace, so starting a new job was huge for him. It’s been the biggest blessing having him start this new job. Despite the pay cut he took to leave his trade at an underground mine back in our home town, the quality of life we have here now is worth so much more to us. Having my husband home every evening and working normal hours and days of the week has been amazing. Weekends together are our favourite and cooking dinner together every night is a blessing.
As for me, life has thrown me some curve balls of late. After the crazy big months before and after the wedding started to settle, and I adjusted to life on the coast, I couldn’t quite find my groove. It has taken me a couple of months to really adjust to the ‘new normal’ and I had to focus a lot on personal growth and development to see me through. For some reason I just wasn’t feeling like ‘myself’ – as strange as that sounds. I’ve delved deep into journalling again and I’m loving it. Writing out my thoughts and feelings, working through the stuff in my head has totally helped me figure out my next steps forward. Blogging is also a therapeutic way for me to share the trials and tribulations of every day life. I moved to the coast with a fabulous new design job with a rapidly growing Australian fashion label and despite finally working in what sounds like a dream role, I couldn’t help but feel the job wasn’t right for me.
How do you tell yourself you’re unhappy in a role that you left your family, friends and home for? How do you accept you quite literally packed up everything to have a crack at an amazing career opportunity that just doesn’t feel right? I mulled over these thoughts for several months, going to work week in and out feeling like a complete wreck, thinking I couldn’t possibly throw in the towel so early in the piece despite how unhappy and anxious I was at my new workplace. Every Monday would roll around and I dreaded it. Travis could tell early on the decision to stay in this job would be the wrong one, despite everything we’d sacrificed to be here.
In July, despite anxiety levels I had never felt before, I made the decision to resign from the job that I moved here for. It was a hard decision to make but I knew it was the right one. No job or opportunity that costs you your mental health is worth hanging on to, regardless of how amazing the opportunity may seem. Sure it was scary and I cried a year’s worth of tears that final week feeling sick about the decision, but I knew deep down it was the right thing to do.
It’s already been just over a month and I feel more settled and myself than I have in the past 3 months at my new role in publishing. I’m back doing what I love most, and that’s working in print media helping to share incredible content, stories and advice to millions of people. I work in a beach-side office literally overlooking the ocean, and I am finally feeling content with where I am right now.
Careers are a serious journey. I’ve had my fair share of soul searching when it comes to figuring out what I want to do every day and I know it isn’t over. Nothing is forever and every move, challenge and change is a lesson. I’m so excited to sit and learn and work alongside some pretty incredible people in the coming months and years and see where I’m headed next. I’m also as equally excited at the opportunities and experiences that I know are ahead of me. I can’t wait to get back to sharing my thoughts and passions right here too.
I hope you’ll enjoy the ride with me.