Flock it...
Hey there! Welcome back!
You know, when I started this blog, I didn’t really know where I was heading with it. I knew I wanted to challenge myself and try new things, discover what made me tick. Discover something I loved to do. Discover how to “find” myself. Who am I now that my babies are growing up? Who is Cherie?
Well this blog has made me find out something about myself that I didn’t know was really there. Something I’ve never delved into before. A dark side of me….HA! Tricking….nothing dark about me! Well apart from my new saying…..
It’s……”FLOCK IT!”
Now I’m generally not a swearer. I’m not one to drop the F bomb unless it’s totally in context. I really don’t. My kids may hear it every now and again, but only in context. Never just for the hell of it. Right kids? I mean, I can’t even type the word correctly! I’m going to replace it with FLOCK just in case my mum reads this but just know that’s not what I’m saying in my head!
But that’s what I’ll use for the sake of being nice… FLOCK IT!
Feel like having a nap during the day (not at work!) FLOCK IT!
Feel like wearing my “good” dress to get the groceries? FLOCK IT!
Feel like ripping up the carpet in the lounge room to discover paint splattered floorboards? FLOCK IT!
Feel like chopping off my hair ? DOUBLE FLOCK IT!
Well, I didn’t chop it off…my amazing hairdresser Lauren chopped it off. I’m not living on the edge quite THAT far! But I always admire short haircuts on women. I just didn’t think short hair suited me….I thought my nose was too big! Sounds ridiculous when I write that, but that’s what I thought! The years of schoolyard bullying about my nose has stuck with me (that could be another blog). I tried everything to have long, luscious locks. Expensive shampoos and serums to start with. And then hair extensions. Wow…that bought a truck load of angst my way! I flinched if anyone went near my head, scared they would see the tape, or “OH MY GOD” try to touch my head! And I felt like a fraud. I mean, fake tan is one thing, but hair extensions are a whole different level. I felt like an idiot. They just weren’t for me. So I messaged my hairdresser asking her to cut my hair. And I wanted it short. I LOVE IT! It’s easy to maintain, it’s cool in this horrible heat, it’s on trend for 40 something women….so I’m told! And the only thing I give a damn about is that I LOVE IT! I actually don’t care what other people think of it. For the first time in my life I’m saying “FLOCK IT”! I love it so I’m doing it!
I’m also telling people that I’m writing a blog! I mean FLOCK IT! I’m usually not good at promoting myself. At anything. My self confidence has never been that great. But FLOCK IT! I’m writing a BLOG! And I’m loving it. And so are a few other people. I got a message from someone after my last blog telling me they really needed to read that on that particular day. I was thrilled. I told them it didn’t matter if not one other person read that blog….she read it, and she got something positive out of it. Bingo. Made my day, made my week. I’m doing something worthwhile for myself and for others simply because I said FLOCK IT. I took a leap of faith, and it’s doing me wonders. I feel like a new person. A new person who uses the F word a lot (just quietly).
So stop worrying about what other people think. I want to hear a lot of people muttering FLOCK IT to themselves this week and do something a little out of your comfort zone…something that will bring you some joy, something you’ve been wanting to do, but have been a little scared.
Have a great week!!
Love,
Cherie with a C
Xxx