I haven’t yet mastered how to balance being kind to myself, while rolling with the punches. I seem to be excellent at catastrophising when things are grim – not sure if you’ve noticed and I know I’m not alone. Anyway, a podcast I listened to recently suggested that in situations of shitfuckery a good antidote […]
A Ditty When You’re Shitty Read More »
Back in my ‘heels and hosiery’ era, I was living in Sydney working in marketing and advertising – but it certainly wasn’t the version I’d seen on Melrose Place. Instead of being creative and important, I was mostly on the phone. Dialling, saying the script and selling shit for 40 hours a week. Welcome to telemarketing,
Strip Clubs & Social Media (why I’ve taken a break) Read More »
On this exact day last year hay was $320 a bale and I had $700 left in my account. My mental health was at an all time low… and it wasn’t one of those ’step away from the wheelie bin and lower your spoons’ type of episodes either. It was the most crushing despair I’d
Happy 1st Birthday 🎂 – a Business Born Out of Sheer Desperation Read More »
A rescue racehorse, a bushfire, and a $3 million property I had no business buying — how I found this farm.
Finding My Farm (this comes with a woo-woo warning) Read More »
I am here for the matriarchal uprising. I’m here for the upswell of females saying ‘enough, fuck off’ – it’s tickling my core. In other news I’ve been drawn to my enormous bay tree lately – the smell from the leaves has become a low key addiction. Every time I walk past it I end
Bay Leaves & Boundaries – A Witchy Perspective Read More »
I’m safe. The animals are safe. I have a fire plan and own the important things like generators, pumps and sprinklers… but I’ve realised that my two greatest assets are my ex boyfriends. Plural. I might not be good at girlfriending – but gee there’s a lot to be said for choosing your exes well,
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Remember back in Covid when ‘pivot’ became one of those words we all grew to hate? Like ‘new normal’ and ‘sovereign citizens’? Just shut the fuck up, thanks very much. Anyhoo, over the last few years I’ve been doing so much pivoting – it feels like my life has become an 80s breakdance. You know
The store’s open… Shall we? Read More »
Despite being a reasonably confident person, recently I’ve been reconciling how much of my ENTIRE LIFE I’ve spent negging my appearance. And it’s not just me… lately I’ve also been acutely aware of how far my horses are from the image of perfection and berating myself when they don’t look ‘right’. When can we start
It’s Wabi Sabi era, Baby! Read More »
