1 year ago, on the 13th of April, my best friend and I sat in a country pub.
We were discussing how much had changed in the last year. She had just bought a house, I had moved back in with my parents, my job situation was up in the air. I knew that I had felt like I’d gone backwards in a lot of ways. Moving back in with my mum and dad was never the plan, things just ended up that way. I knew I had to leave my job, but where would I go? I had debt. Lots of it.
We both felt stuck. So as the waiter brought our receipt, I asked for his pen. On the back of it I scribbled, “Get your shit together by 13-04-2017.” We both signed it.
Since then, our lives have changed. I started blogging again, I quit my job of five years, I applied for University, I got myself out of debt, I moved to Manchester, I went to my first blogging event, I’ve since got my first paid blogging job, Jason and I are looking at flats together, I have holidays planned, I’m happier and healthier than I’ve been in a long time. My life is flourishing in so many ways, and I knew that in the back of my mind, there was that little receipt, pushing me forward.
I was scared of finding out that another five years would pass and I’d still be doing a half arsed job with my life. Life may be the longest thing you’ll ever do, but time does go by so quickly. I now have a plan, a focus and a support group around me to help make that happen. I’m not saying a scribbled plan on the back of a receipt fixed me, but it gave me the focus. And it made me realise that the only competition in my life was with myself.
I still have the receipt, tucked away in my purse. I’ll probably make another agreement with myself soon. I think it helped me get out of the funk I was in and start pursuing what I wanted.