Taking An Accidental Break from Blogging.

Well hello there. It has been a little while hasn’t it? To be exact, one month and four days.

Since starting this blog, that is the longest period of time I have gone without writing one single post. I actually cried when I saw I had neglected my little space for so long. I was horrified. I allowed myself to just drop off the blogosphere. To be honest with you, I have been so tired, it was inevitable that this blog was going to have to take a back seat for a while, but to see it in black and white, it hurt you know?

Before moving to Ibiza, I made the wrong assumption in believing I would have so much more time on my hands to plow my ideas and passion into this blog. Ibiza would give me some amazing content, I thought. I was so excited. Unfortunately, I actually work more out here than I ever did back in the UK. Thank goodness for the lifestyle balancing out my work life. Working 6 days a week, some evenings until 10pm, on my one day off, all I want to do is lie on a beach, on the back of a boat or go swimming in the beautiful waters surrounding this little island. The last thing I wish to do is to set up my laptop, for the millionth time that week and stare at a screen.

So that is how it began, my accidental break from blogging. Work consumed me, and Ibiza held me hostage.

Luckily, I carry my Olympus Pen wherever I go, and along the way I have taken lots of photos to remind me of my time here. I hope you can see how I have easily fallen in love with this island, and been swept away from my blog.

It is unbelievably easy to get caught up in the Ibiza bubble. With so many stunning beaches, unreal restaurants and of course the music scene, you feel like you just have to do it all. My fear of missing out is much more intense here. All the late nights, and the hangovers that of course go hand in hand, makes the snooze button and my bed seem more more important than blogging.

I have so much content to sort through, videos to edit, everything that I have been saving for this blog. All trapped in folders on my laptop, wondering when they will break free onto the internet. My PR samples are all hiding in boxes in my wardrobe, then there are the parcels stacking up on my desk at work. If I were to dare to get all of it out at once, I would find myself tearing my hair out and no doubt crying once again. It really has gotten to the point where I could have called it a day. Admitted defeat and ran for the Ibiza hills.

I didn’t. I haven’t. 

Yesterday, I could have quite easily had more than one hendricks and tonic and continued partying into the night with my friends, but instead I sipped a cranberry juice marvelling at the people around me. Drunken fools. I came to the decision that I needed an early night and a fresh start. Monday’s are dreaded by so many, but actually, Monday’s provide new opportunity and new beginnings. I woke up today, no alarm, bright and breezy at 8am. Two slices of Nutella on toast later, and my memory card in hand, I decided I would finally write a blog post. An explanation as to why I have been lost for a little while.

You’ll get no where by simply shouting at yourself for not doing. You get nothing out of crying about something you could quite easily change. This applies to everything, not just blogging. Don’t just sit back and feel sorry for yourself, trust me, I have done for a month now. This blog wasn’t going to carry on by itself. It needed me to focus, to do and to try. To put in the work. To make the time, even when it felt like there was none.

If you want something out of life, you have to first put something into it. Give a little, give a lot. Entirely up to you, but just make sure you DO. This blog for me is and has been so rewarding over the last few years, it has introduced me to so many wonderful people and brands, enabled me to make so many friendships. I would have been very silly to give up because of one busy Summer.

So. This is my quiet return. Did you miss me? I sure missed you.