I had got stuck in a rut. I spent my whole time waiting for my holiday in Mallorca. It wasn’t because I didn’t enjoy my family, my work and my friends but I thought that Mallorca held the secret to my happiness and that I could only be happy if I was there.
Thankfully, that all changed when I got there last June. Sam and I both fell ill (he much worse than me for five out of 12 days), the weather was rubbish in comparison to previous visits and the general atmosphere wasn’t what my brain had imagined it to be.
It was good though. It made me realise that I shouldn’t wait. I should start living each day and, along with the fantastic #100happydays, my life has improved beyond belief!