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Glasgow Lu

I am writing this from my very comfy hotel in Glasgow, four days into my week here.
I found out yesterday that I will only be here for one week, yet again Lou is on the move!

I have a weird love for this sprawling city.
Perhaps it was home in a past life, or something. I don't know.
What I do know is that I always seem to feel rather tranquil here.
I always feel at home.
I love it.
I really do.

I think this week has been badly needed.
I have slept so much, walked so much, and spent time with my friends.
I have missed that lately. My lifestyle has left a lot to be desired.
I adore my new job.
It gets better with each day.
It is by no means perfect, but I love learning new things,
and this is a constant lesson in a whole different side of retail.
The team in the store have been so kind, and supportive.
They are more proof that the people are what make Glasgow great.

I recently read a book recommended to me by my pal Craig.
It is called the 'The 7 Habits of Highly Effect People'
I found it sitting on a filing cabinet in Elgin and asked to borrow it.
The book was inspiring. Thought provoking.
One of the habits is 'Sharpening the saw'
It was rather tough to admit it, but I have allowed myself to get quite blunt.
So I decided, while here to join Slimming World.
If I want to be the best that I can be, I need to care of myself in the same way I take care of my career.
I need accountability. That is why this is such a good idea for me.

SO, I'm away to my bed. Work in the morning.
The life of Lu is finally starting to come up trumps.
As I like to say, ;If it is meant for you, it won't pass you'
and I am very excited to see what ends up at my feed.

Until the next time amigos...

 Lu xx


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