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Life of Lu 17/12/14

I have often heard it said that there are certain dates which follow people around. Dates that crop up again and again and again. I think my date is December 17th and oh, what a December 17th it was!
So, why was December 17th so amazing?

1. My sign off.

Yesterday, I completed my store manager training by having a two and a half hour walk and talk around my shop with an area manager (not my one). I have been in my store as acting store manager for ten months, and my sign off was due to happen four times already so I have been eagerly anticipating the event! I am so lucky to have the team of colleagues that I have. They worked so hard to ensure that I had a wonderful store to deliver my walk and talk in, and when I found out I passed they presented me with a bottle of prosecco and a card, so I could have my prosecco and twirl. It is so humbling to have such a wonderful team around you, who are willing you to succeed every step of the way. 
Andy and I, now fully fledged managers!

I was so lucky that I was able to enjoy my sign off. My wee store has so many stories, and my colleagues have such wonderful personalities I had plenty to talk about (not that content has ever been much of an issue for me). My fellow store manager in training rang to tell me he had passed his sign off before me, and that too had me in a great mood. I guess the question I have to ask myself is what is next for Lu? I love to have a goal to work towards and I normally try to pick something others tell me is not achievable, or difficult to achieve. I guess you'll just have to watch this space!



2. Our Christmas party

We had our store managers Christmas party in the Crieff Hydro. It was simply splendid. 
There were about 30 of us, and I twirled my socks off throughout the night.
It was a wonderful way to celebrate my sign off with Andy, and there were some very awkward moments where we were pushed into the middle of a circle to dance, like you do at a wedding. But we twirled and danced and celebrated with gusto!

One thing that really stood out to me was how much I have come to adore my peers, and they were genuinely delighted for both Andy and I  (or they pretended well if they weren't delighted!). 

I was recently offered a job in France, and I have been wondering what to do about it. Last night, as I was spinning around the dancefloor, I realised how much Scotland has come to mean to me. I love it here. I love my life here. I need to work on my work/life balance a bit more but I feel at home in Scotland. Scotland is my home.
So I decided to turn the job down.
Who cares about sunshine and fine cuisine?
Scotland, I am not going anywhere.

I need to reflect in the new year and plan my time a bit better. I do need to change things slightly, and continue on with Project Lu. Roll on 2015 is all I can say!!

3. Single for 1 year!!

This time last year, I was going through hell and back. My life sucked.
What a difference a year makes!
I struggled to find out what I would do with myself when we broke up. 
I was so lost, so alone and so desperate for anything new.
12 months on, life couldn't be much better.
It is still a bit lonesome but c'est la vie. Time will fix that.
As will pretty dresses and twirling....



It has been a really interesting thing, to sit back and reflect on the positives of the year. It is so easy to get bogged down by all the other stuff. I am now looking into 2015 excited and full of the joys of life. 

Go mbeirimid beo ar an am seo aris.


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