Hi – Welcome to my first blog post 🙂
I just want to give you a bit of context about where I am in life right now and why this blog exists.
It’s 12:12pm and I’m writing this from Buenos Aires, Argentina. I’ve been here for a month now, and for the first time since I was 12 years old, I’m not working or studying.
I’ve been given the chance to slow down and really think about my life.
What do I actually want to do?
What am I doing because I genuinely enjoy it, and what am I doing because I’ve simply fallen into it?
Since being here I’ve read Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents by Lindsay Gibson (would highly recommended), Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl, and The Make-Believe by Hannah Murray.
I’ve painted (my boyfriend’s dad framed it and hung it up… God love him 😂).
I hadn’t painted in years, but I forgot how much I enjoyed it. My secondary school art teacher would have been so proud.
Here, I’ve had time, very much Covid-19 vibes with all the perks of a holiday.
Time to be a little bit bored.
And I actually think being bored is something we’ve forgotten how to do.
When I was painting it reminded me that it’s okay to try something simply because it looks fun—not because I’m trying to become the best at it, turn it into a side hustle, or tick another achievement off a list.
Things can just be hobbies…
Right?
And I think that’s what I want this blog to be about.
Questioning things.
Working out what I actually enjoy & things I’ve been marketed to like or enjoy.
For years, I’ve been chasing goals, collecting qualifications, signing up for races and always thinking about the next thing.
This feels different.
I want to try things because I’m curious.
Read books because they interest me.
Travel because I want to see the world.
Write because I enjoy writing.
Not because I think it’ll make me successful or because I think it’s what I’m supposed to do.
Maybe I’ll discover new hobbies.
Maybe I’ll change my mind a hundred times.
Maybe I’ll realise I actually love the things I thought I didn’t, and don’t enjoy the things I thought I had to.
Who knows? I certainly don’t.
But I do know that I want somewhere to write about it all.
So, welcome to Making It with Ellen.
Let’s see where this goes