To blog or not to blog.

I always like the idea of sitting down to write a post on this blog, but everytime I go to start… I don’t know where to start. It’s not that I don’t have any thoughts, but the real problem is, I have too many thoughts.

Currently the future is my top thought. By the future I don’t mean years and years away, I mean next month or even next week!! I’m always living my life in the future and considering what will happen next. I can not seem to settle and I always consider the next adventure to be planned.

When I consider this time last year, I would never have thought I would be living in the Canary Islands, attempting to teach crazy Spanish four years old. Who knows where I could end up next year or the years after that.

The thing that makes my mind boggle most is that I will not know until these things happen and I can’t really do anything about that. These things are unknown for a reasons and it is up to me to take things step by step and make these big decisions. Perhaps the best years of my life are still to come!! My thoughts will continue and hopefully they’ll lead me in the right direction.



Home is where the heart is!

The past week I have been home for a short break, which certainly wasn’t long enough. Running from one side of Ireland to the other side of the island, I barely had time to rest my head on my pillow. If I’m honest though, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

I wanted to make sure I saw as many of my friends and family as possible as its funny, as a lot can change in three months. My little cousin was the most surprising change. He turns two in September, and when I left him he could barely speak. Now you couldn’t stop him talking and has a fascination with bins. Lol

The stress and worries that I had in Spain, disappeared as soon as I touched my feet on Irish soil and I felt at ease. I was so busy I didn’t have time to think of the worries and thoughts of work and the future. As much as I am excited to get back to the sun, sea and the Spanish lifestyle, I have started to worry about the future and where I want to be next year. As Easter ends and summer approaches, I feel I need to sit down and gather my thoughts on where I see myself next year.

The pros and cons need to be organised and my thoughts need to be mind mapped. I hope this mind can focus for a while and help a girl out.

Confessions of an optimist

Yes, I am one of those ones… An optimist. I try to see the most positive outlook on life and make the most of each situation. I generally believe that there are good people in the world and they mean well.

However, I think people assume optimists live in ‘silver lining’ land and don’t consider the real aspects of life. Well, believe me, as an optimist, we do realise things can go horribly wrong and they have gone horribly wrong for me. But I simply just do not wait for the bad things to happen in life, which I know could happen but I have this hope that in the end things will work out for the best. When I think of the negative side of things I feel bad emotionally and physically. The bad thoughts eat me up inside and I can not bare to think of them anymore. For me, it’s better to think positive.

Although, in this world the things that are happening can not be put in a positive light and even the most optimistic optimist can not approach these situations with a positive attitude. But for me, I am realistic. I understand the crazy things that happen in our world, and realise there can not be a happy go lucky mentality to these events. However for my life, I am applying the optimistic, ever happy attitude to me, the individual, and my life. I see my glass half full for the most part.

As the saying goes, ‘Do you see the glass half empty, or half full?’.

The moody sea = me

‘I have seen the sea when it is stormy and wild; when it is quiet and serene; when it is dark and moody, and in all moods I see myself.’ Martin Buxhaun

The sea in Spain is nothing like the one in Ireland. Here it is calm, glisteningly blue and warm, which are complete opposites to the freezing, icy water of the Irish Sea. However, the sea in the Canary Islands has its how you would say ‘moments’. Depending on the weather, the mood of the sea changes and changes quite dramatically and this, I feel, could be a reflection of me and my moods.

I consider myself a positive, optimistic person but sometimes I let little things affect me, which I really shouldn’t. My mood and thinking can change by an event, a person or a simple word. The mood of one person, can in turn affect my own attitude at that particular moment. Sometimes this really frustrates me. I wish I was the type of person that could brush the situation off and be selfish about myself. But this is really not in my nature.

My mum always says I am too worried about what people think about me, and I have come to realise that this is very true. Perhaps this is why I let people affect me so much. A simple example is how I worry about writing on this blog due to the fear of what people will think about what I say and in general what they will think of me.

As my birthday is soon approaching I am proposing to myself, not to necessarily be more selfish, but to consider myself more and to stop worrying about what others think. Don’t let others affect me and try to be myself!!! I want to be me! 🙂

This time… It’s majorly been a while!

This time it has been one major long break from this. However, recently I have felt that this could be a good break and past time for me to get back into. So I have decided to start afresh and begin this blog again.

Within the last two year, I have managed to graduate from my teaching degree (I’m shocked I survived quite frankly) and I am now currently teaching in the Canary Islands. Also, my obsession for watermelon has grown stronger and stronger! 🙂 Not only was this a big move because I was changing countries but I never realised how much a four year degree can not prepare you for a real life teaching job in Spain. It was a matter of ‘Hold your breath and dive in!’

Although most days are very hard work and sometimes it’s a matter of holding back the tears, and sometimes the little ones, I have found that living over here is a world away from home. It is more relaxed, there is more freedom and well the sun helps a lot. However, the attitude of the Spanish is something incomparable to the Irish and some times there is that longing for an Irish ‘What’s the craic?’ Thankfully I have my good companion who has accompanied on this rocky journey and who knows where our next adventure will take us. Onwards and upwards so they say!