Internal not external, I think.
Sharing my lovely day over voicenotes.
Watching an Action For Happiness video about better health and feeling like it was perfect timing.
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Punch needle cushion. Only a year late!
Sitting on my bed in the sun, feeling warm and calm and happy.
A walk around the park in the sun. No music, no podcasts.
My brain is feeling much better!
Saying hello to all the squirrels as I did some park wandering.
The sun is finally back!
I went for a bloody run this morning whilst the sky was pink!
Getting everyone to send me GIFs about how they’re feeling. I’m feeling really happy today!
Sewing up the pouches. Only finished a few but they look good.
Being in a good mood at work! Goodbye Car Free Day, hello not being stressed!
Reliving Japan, one year ago today. The great coffees and the incredible savoury pancake thing.
Rich roast peanut butter.
The happy resident, who thanked us for being here and wanted us to do it all the time.
Watching Barry’s arms load up the van.
It’s over. It’s all done. Pizza and bed.
I don’t know if it’s the cooler weather or something else but I feel so much happier today. I love my outfit. I feel confident. I feel good.STORMS. I LOVE STORMS.My delicious coffee. I knew it would be okay today. And it was. And it was so yummy.
Being by the sea, in a cute cabin. With a secret garden. And it’s own yoga platform.
The pub quiz. Best pub quiz I’ve ever done. Oily Muirs.
Seeing a shooting star as we walked home from the pub.
I felt so happy this evening. Really calm and peaceful, by the sea, walking in the dark.
A free bunch of asparagus. So of course I immediately ate an entire bunch.
Starting my dungarees
Evening with my old mates. Didn’t leave feeling sad or embarrassed and regretting anything. I’m in a much happier place.
Seeing our new pot up on the shelf. Such a happy little fella.
Eating cake. Two cakes.
OkCupid messages.
Watching a big leafy wind swirl on the way to work. Plus some pretty flowers too.
Feeling so energetic and happy today. When I should be ovulating. I really hope this means the diet is working.
He text!
This tree, looking almost in flames in the afternoon sun.
Doing the crow for the first time in yoga!
An afternoon of slow shopping for healthy ingredients for food that will hopefully make me happier. I felt really calm and grown up and happy. And discovering the bulk buy store was incredible.
A night in cooking with real ingredients and recipes.
Doing yoga at home.
I just feel so much more bouncy and energised. I don’t know if it’s period, Stuart or this new diet. But it feels good.
Borrowing socks from Adam and completing my great outfit for today.
I feel happy again today! I chatted to Adam all day, I made jokes, I smiled, I sent a nice message to Stuart. I feel like me again!
I found another £5 note on the floor.
Having a meeting with Matthew and having him tell me that he still wants me to go work for him when I can. Which is great!
Telling that story to Stuart and seeing him be proud and happy for me.
Having a lovely, coupley time in the pub.
An evening with Rosie, sacking off the Happiness Festival for wine and chats instead.
My amazing birthday present from them! My vulva design, etched into a silver necklace. I’m in love.
Wagamama. I forgot how delicious it was.
Getting half way through my very delayed commute, in the rain and deciding to just enjoy the walk and forget about being annoyed because it doesn’t matter. That was a good feeling.
Having all the housemates together in the living room. For possibly the first time since Christmas. Lauren bullying Mike for being a t-shirt stained mess. Ivan sneezing into Becky and pulling a muscle. I made a great cereal protest joke.
GIF-ing with Jen and James instead of doing any kind of work whatsoever.
Also I just loved this vagina image from @rudooles
A headless flasher on the way to work.
A fun day at the office. Fun conversations, everyone was happy, I was working on things that I knew about. It was good.
Dinner with Liv. A possible plan for the campsite.
Dinner with Helen. Reminiscing, laughing and reliving.
Liking my hair. My face. Feeling good.
Getting a text from him. First.
Also, this wooden plant pot at work.
Sitting in the garden in the sun, reading nan’s diary from the year I was born. It was lovely to feel connected with that nan again. My nan.
Early evening in the park with Holly, drinking a beer and looking at the flowers. In the bloody incredible sun. I love sunny London.
Feeling excited and ready to be on my own again. Feeling happy. As just me. Nothing else.
The woman dressed up as a daffodil with her dog at Holborn, raising money for Marie Curie.
Leaving work when it was still light. Such a happy heart.
Going to the sauna. So sweaty.
Tiny art penises. Dinner conversations. Still very smiley.
Making dinner with a happy Bivan.
Realising I didn’t have to make curtains.
Walking round Wilkinson’s, getting excited by glittery toilet seats, fake stone foxes and soft towels.
Chucking away a carful of stuff.
Spending the evening in the hot tub, with wine and then sitting by the fire. On my own and loving it.
Drake card
Vietnamese fish.
Being happy with me. I’m happy. I’m good. I like me.
Waking up happy and positive. At 11am.
Buying fresh sourdough to make this delicious breakfast (yes, I added sugar snap peas). And accidentally buying an expensive apple, beetroot and ginger juice.
An afternoon with Wiseman. Learning to crochet, talking feelings but mainly just laughing at her 1 second story repeatedly.’Now? Yes!’
The green wood bowl workshop. I made a bowl from a chunk of log using an axe, an adze, a chisel and a knife. It was amazing! And such hard work. But I did it.
Doing it with Jim. I love him. What an amazing friend to have had for 25 years. He’s one of the most caring and supportive men I know. I’m so lucky.
Watching Happy.
A night of knitting, pizza, mulled wine and Christmas songs. Starting with this beautiful pike of unraveled wool.
The fox sauntering down the road after work.
Feeling happy. Really genuinely happy. Like the old me happy.
A hot chocolate, a book and some quiet at the Happy Cafe.
My hairdresser styled my hair completely differently. It looked hilariously 80’s during and then actually really cool at the end. I spent the rest of the day looking in the mirror.
Watching Jonny play Assassin’s Creed.
Singing Starman at the Sunday Assembly.
A cup of tea in a pub with Hannah.
Some dresses. Because why not.
Looking back through our travel blog. We had such an incredible time. And wrote some very funny blogs.
Walking through London in the sunshine, feeling happy and good and positive.
Jonny’s 10 point plan for the iced tea idea.
Three little things 