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Or if your lazy like me, you can read it right here..
I forget to floss. I never check my bank balance. I don’t have home insurance (shhh) and I spend more money on shoes than I do on food. I drink too much wine, only run in my head and have no idea what an ISA is.
For the past few years I have had a nagging suspicion that despite being in my mid twenties, I am not in fact, a grownup. In the slightest.
I’ve got the framework. A job, a flat and some rather marvelous friends.
All of which makes me very lucky. But I can’t help but think I could be doing this little old life a lot more justice.
So I’m making this the year I grow up.
This is a blog about it.