The below picture is a perfect illustration of what one looks like when they really really really want to do an impromptu fashion blog photoshoot, but have been beaten up mercilessly by the insidious corporate machine during the day :
I look tired and defeated [but my outfit is poppin’, right? 😉]
… Because tired and defeated is exactly how I have felt this week. Most days, I feel like I am living to fulfil obligations, and not to fulfil my ambitions. I am sure thousands of people are feeling like this – stuck in a rut, waking up to go to a job they cannot stand, coming back exhausted and repeating the whole shebang the following day.
To pay their way in life. Because that is how we have been conditioned to live : no money, no honey! And unlike some scroungers [including the biggest of them all : Queen Elizabeth – The Queen of Benefits ] we use our vital energy to manifest bits of paper … with the Queen of Benefits on it !! … oh the irony!!
And why is it that we have to work 5 days a week and only get 2 days off?? How is this balanced? it is not and I demand more time to sashay out in full length gowns and pentagrams dammit!!!
Even though I was knackered, I popped on a H&M dress (i love this cold shoulder dress – it can be assorted with a lot of various accessories), a H&M Divided split skirt , a ring belt from Disturbia and took my rebellious derriere to the South Bank. I also took my Killstar Book Bag. Oh and my ring choker is from Ebay.
I will shamelessly blame the insidious office life for ruining my attempt at sultry face – and I demand compensation in the shape of a holiday in Barbados. Thank you!
On a serious note, I often wonder how some people manage to juggle obligations with passions?? [relevant thinking face below]
I try to schedule my activities and put them in my phone calendar with a reminder. It is not always easy to stick to the diary entry, but I do find that anchoring it in my phone makes it more real, and forces me to do stuff.
Making time is essential for me not to lose my mind and it makes me feel like I *do* live and am not only a dutiful office worker clocking hours and Lazy Elizabeths.
Look at how smug it makes me :
So lovely people, how do YOU juggle your passions with your obligations? This could be writing, photography, painting… anything that tickles your fancy ! (I am waiting !)