What is the blog going to be about?

About 6 months ago I came to a decision regarding my life path. I had come to the realisation that I had the life my dad wanted me to have but not the life I wanted.

My week was as follows. Monday to Friday. Wake up at 7am as the first flight from Heathrow flew over my home. Shower, don monkey suit, skip breakfast sit in traffic for one hour, arrive at work, boredom punctuated by moments of high stress and uninspiring conversation, compare office to prison, work late, sit in traffic for another hour, get home to houseshare, eat rubbish, watch an hour of TV, sleep restlessly, repeat times 5.

Weekend. Sleep, eat, water (i.e. alcohol), rut unenthusiastically, water more, hangover(s), repeat till Monday hangover looms.

In fact this had been the pattern for 7 years. In which time I had built a career and excellent income which was of course what I had been programmed to do by my father. The problem was I had done this at the expense of everything else that had made me happy. Such as nature, stimulating work, good food, exercise, fresh air, friendly people. Not the kind of things you get working for a corporation in London.

While I knew this would be a joyless life I have always had a lot of staying power and an ethic of ’see it through’. So I could have stayed. Every day I dug deeper to get out of bed and despite the effort it took I persevered but then…………….I HIT 30!

After 12 months of denial I finally gave in to what I’ve heard termed the ‘early-life crisis’ and quit my job, went to Australia, moved in with my ex, moved out again a month later and now I’m home in Scotland. Back where I started with only a rucksack full of clothes weighing 20kgs, a laptop and …….a few ideas.

This blog is about those ideas.