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I promised I’d be blogging weekly… and, well, that didn’t happen. Lately, motivation’s been low, job hunting’s been slow, and I’m questioning what I really want from work and life. I love marketing, but I need it to mean something, to make a difference. For now, I’m learning to sit with the uncertainty and trust that the right path will find me (eventually).

Three weeks in Australia left me wondering if I was born for life by the beach. The sun, the sea, the slower pace, it all just makes sense. From tackling brutal jet lag to realising Aussie men might not live up to the hype (sorry lads), here’s what I learned, loved, and laughed about down under. Would I move there? Maybe not yet, but I’ll 100% be back to play.

After three blissful weeks in Australia soaking up the sun (and completely ignoring my plan to blog about it), I’m back, refreshed, refocused, and ready to rebuild. The UK might be grey, but my mindset isn’t. This time, I know what I’m looking for in a job, in life, and in myself. Here’s to cutting out the chaos, leaning into growth, and finding my version of happy, one small ADHD-fuelled step at a time.

Losing two jobs in one year? Not on my bingo card, but here we are. From painful redundancy to a soul-crushing role that broke me, I’m unemployed again, but lighter than ever. Australia awaits, and 2026 can handle the rest. Here’s to choosing relief over burnout.

I’m a chaotic neurodiverse girl living in London, muddling my way through adulthood with a love-hate relationship with London, and a knack for finding myself in shit situations.