„Still?“ is the question I get asked most when I mention it.
„You still play video games?“
Yes I do.
I started at the tender age of 11, on my C 64 with 5,25„ floppy disks and classics like „Bubble Bobble“, briefly touched on the whole „Age of Empire“ series in LAN-parties with friends and then discovered the world of MMORPG, namely World of Warcraft.
Which just released it´s latest addon, „Battle for Azeroth“, on August 14th.
Now my raiding days are behind me, I just can´t keep up equipmentwise with work, kids and the blog, but that doesn´t mean I won´t immerse myself into the new content as much as possible in the upcoming weeks.
To mask this period of less blog activity I did of course prepare several blog posts, one of them on why I think you, as a beauty lover, should consider playing too!
I always figured I was of the impatient kind. And that nothing in the world could ever change that.
As someone that was used to grasping new things quickly, I never really had the patience to sit down and try long and hard. That almost broke my neck in medical school, as some of the topics required me to just do things repeatedly until I had memorized them by heart – a concept that to this day doesn´t agree with me.
That is just the way it is, I told myself. I will lead a long, happy and impatient life.
Half of the year is gone by now, and while I don´t want to join the chorus of those that express their surprise about how time is flying (it isn´t, at least not always, but I will come to that another time), I do want to take the opportunity to reflect on how far I have come with what I wanted to achieve.
And to address upcoming changes, which I, ironically, also did six months ago, in my first blog post after my Christmas break. I promise it is not a series!
To get up to speed, I recommend you read the blogpost first (click) and then join me in dissecting how things have evolved since.
Back in January, after thinking long and hard about it, because thinking long and hard is what you do between Christmas and New Year Eve, as long as you are not feasting and getting drunk, which for me, with two little kids, rarely happens, so after thinking long and hard about it I decided I wanted to set up a strategy. For my blog. And for You Tube. A plan for me to decide which social media to focus on, where to invest my time, everything needed to work towards the goal of making money from blogging.
When I uploaded this vlog to You Tube, I did of course add tags. I mean, even if this is just a rambly video of me looking pretty worn because it was the end of a long day and I desperately needed to wash my hair, even then I want it to rank in You Tube search.
Actually, I have been reading a lot about SEO and ranking and videography lately, but I´ll get to that a little later.
So when I used the tag: „Taking a break“, I instantly got a ton of suggested tags along the lines of: „Life Update: Getting a divorce“ or „Life update: Why we broke up“. Which, I assure you guys, is totally NOT what has been going on lately.
I mean, we are not even „on a break“ in a Friends kind of way. We are perfectly fine.
I will let you in on a secret: I don´t like to cook. Some people might find it therapeutic, or creative, or even create whole blogs dedicated to that topic – to me it is just annoying. (I like eating though, I don´t disapprove of the whole concept)
But as I have kids and feel obliged to see that their nutrition is on point, and, though to a much lesser degree, because I know that my skin reacts horribly to junk food, that is a problem.
Because if you want home cooked meals full of fresh ingredients, you, well, need to cook them fresh at home.
There is an increased amount of cleaning videos showing up in my You Tube suggestions, and I have no clue why.
It can’t be based on my watch history. It can’t be based on Mr. Locas watch history either. He is really bad at remembering to switch profiles on our AppleTV, which is the reason that my feed shows as many „SUV tested in the dunes of Namibia“ videos as it contains ASOS hauls, but cleaning videos surely aren’t his thing.
To be honest, I really have no clue why anyone would watch such videos anyway. Cleaning is a necessary pain, but watch others clean? What kind of masochistic behavior is that?
Or maybe it is sadistic, sitting there, cup of tea in hand, smiling at the screen: Hey gurrl, ya missed a spot there! Just sayin‘!
Apparently a trend that I, once again, don’t understand and probably absolutely to my loss.
There are age categories for everything, and usually I don’t pay them much attention.
My skincare for example ranges from products aimed at teenage skin to an ampoule targeted at skin 60+ (here is the latest routine).
Age is a number and a privilege and doesn’t define us. Or does it?
A few days ago my fellow „mature“ blogger Toni from Sheer Gloss and I chatted on Twitter about blogging after you reach a certain age.
Which sounds awful. Mature, certain age… I am still the one giggling at immature jokes and dancing in the kitchen at 2 am to my favorite song, I don’t spend my days knitting in a rocking chair quite yet.
But maybe I look like I do, as opposed to someone that just hit their early 20s. Which is why people in their early 20s tend to relate more to someone their age.
I really have no explanation why it always takes me so long book an appointment to get my hair done.
I mean, the experience is nothing but pleasant! Even if you leave the whole „New hair, beautiful me“ – thing aside, what is not to love?
Sitting in a chair with some tea and a book for more than two hours without getting up to a) wipe up spilled milk or b) wipe a bottom or c) wipe away tears due to spilled milk or wiping a bottom is an occasion so rare, I almost forget that a long time ago every weekend was supposed to be like this.
I vow not to let 13 months pass before I venture in the world of bleach and blow drys again!
There are some struggles with motherhood that no one really prepares you for. And I am not talking sleepless nights and complete loss of privacy here.
I talk about the struggles you face when your kids develop their own taste and it is completely different to yours.
„It is a phase!“ is what people tell me, and I cling on to that hope like a drowning woman. Because right now all my daughter wants is pink, glitter and unicorns. And if you know me just a little, pink, glitter and unicorns are not my style.
They used to be though, as I faintly remember. When I was around six, I had set my heart on having a princess party for my birthday, and I wanted a pink dress and pink glitter and a plastic crown to wear.