Little Luna Lovegood

This little one was 6 months old on Saturday and she's now lived with us for half of her little life.  Whilst being the most adorable thing when she sleeps, she's also incredibly playful and definitely knows how to keep me on my toes.  She's the kookiest cat I know and I can't imagine not sharing my days with her.  You can see more of her on Instagram - I'm always snapping her best moments!

Here are my six favourite things about my little Lunaface.
  • 'Jump on the duvet mountains' is her favourite game (...and mine too).  If I move whilst under the covers, she'll pounce immediately.  Lots of cat acrobatics and giggles ensue. 
  • She carries her favourite toys in her mouth while trotting from room to room.  Dressing gown belts are always found in the strangest of places after she's dragged them elsewhere.
  • Her Puss-in-Boots eyes when she plays peek-a-boo are astounding. 
  • She follows me everywhere and doesn't like to be in a room on her own.  She even has a nap on the bathmat while I have a soak!
  • She's always loved chasing her tail.  I'll never get bored of watching her run in circles.
  • By the afternoon she's usually worn herself out and it's time for a nap.  The days when she decides to jump on my knee and curl up while I'm internetting are the best.

Worrying



I am a worrier.  I can worry about anything and everything.  Over the past couple of months, I've been doing a lot of worrying and it's led to a blogging break.  I couldn't cope with wondering if my photos were good enough or if I'd written this or that paragraph well enough. 

Instead of blogging, I've been concentrating more on Isobelle's Pantry, my online shop.  I've swapped planning blog posts for planning new product lines.  In listing a new item, I don't feel as personally exposed as I do when I hit that ominous orange publish button.  As I listed more items, I had more sales.  And with these came really lovely feedback from happy customers - reading them is the best feeling ever.  Slowly, but surely, my confidence has grown again. I feel like I can tackle both the shop and blog once again.

I haven't avoided blogs altogether.  While I've stayed from the keyboard, I've still been reading.  I've been so inspired by other creative ladies who are dedicated to making their businesses the most successful that they can be.  Reading about their processes and experiences is incredibly empowering.  I've learnt that believing in yourself and focusing on your strengths is key.   I need to remember that although striving to be the best is important, but it's not everything.  It's also OK to stay in your pyjamas and watch too many YouTube videos of cats once in a while too.  I'm not a corporate machine.  Isobelle's Pantry is run by me and me alone.  It's this personal quality that is special. 

Want to feel inspired too?  Take a peek at my reading list -

From Roses
Jenny Purr
Oh No Rachio
Hello Harriet
Lady Liquor Vintage & La Femme et Vie 
Private Life of a Girl

THAT NESTING INSTINCT


As much as the sudden abundance of scarves and knitwear on the high street is making me want to snuggle, the new home ware collections are by far the most exciting.  The cooler weather and miserable grey showers are making me want to make my home warm and cosy.  I want to sip on a marshmallow-topped hot chocolate from a new mug and re-read my favourite book under my new blanket whilst surrounded by new candles.

And yet I almost feel a bit silly as I don't have a house of my own.  Still living at home means sharing a home with someone who has different taste to you.  I can't wait to decorate and furnish, not just a bedroom, but a whole house.  It's something I've been passionate about since I was little.  Growing up in rural North Yorkshire, I've always had a soft spot for the country cottage look and heirloom vintage pieces.  I always dreamt of large kitchen, with a dog lying in front of the AGA on a handmade rug and a fresh batch of shortbread biscuits on the farmhouse oak table.

At university, I would avoid essay writing by searching for grand seafront apartments in Brighton, imagining what my life could be when I had graduated.  Now my property related procrastination finds me looking at property for sale in Devon, Cornwall or Yorkshire.  It seems my childhood dreams of a cosy, country home have stayed with me.  I still want that unmistakable sense of comfort and calm that living in the countryside gives.  Although, I'm maybe not so fussed about filling my kitchen shelves with empty spice jars and Kellogg's Variety packets or having afternoon tea with teddy bears as I once was!
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