When True Love Does Angry (Day 36)

I have a very sweet kind patient husband. We share almost the exact same sense of humour, (meaning we both laugh a lot at puppies falling over and noisy farts). He supports my every move, encourages all my passions, reads all these daily scribbles (even though he doesn’t like reading) and is my loving refuge […]

Too Pooped To Do Anything (Day 32)

Aw that’s annoying – I can’t keep track of my scribble days anymore by checking the date now – it’s February 1st but we’re on day 32… How will I know where I’m at???? That being said though, I’m chuffed at having made it through the whole month of January without missing a day of […]

Wonder Woman cycles to work – pat on the back please (Day 29)

Yesterday I was regretting that I didn’t get much exercise over the weekend especially since I hadn’t done much in the past two weeks either (unless you count walking round Dublin for hours). Given that my evenings after work these days are jam-packed with this blogging malarkey and the business course I’m doing (which together […]

When Pizza leads to Self-Praise of Sorts (Day 28)

I’m tired and sleepy after pizza and wine so I really don’t want to sit down at this computer and write another post.  Why everyday???  Why?! And yet, there does seem to be some part of me that has a teeny-tiny bit of indomitable willpower and that part of me has me here now, however reluctantly. […]

Dreams versus Reality (Day 24)

I have great dreams about how to start my day well: wake early, meditate, journal, exercise, eat healthy breakfast, get shit done before work. No crappy food, no sleeping in and no needless worries about stuff I should be doing because hey, it’s only 9 am and I’ve done most of it already. Ah yes, […]

I’ll get by with a little help from my friends – that’s you guys! (Day 23)

Dearest readers of Coffee and Scribbles, I need some assistance from you all. See, I’m doing a three-week course at the moment to help people with creative businesses and a question we had to answer on day one was why do we do what we do: why do I write and why do I want […]