This is technically my last day in the office for the year (which is not to say that I don't have stacks of work still to do) but from next week, it is all about cooking, wrapping, shopping and eating. Merry Christmas, baby!
Renting out our Brunswick house to my best friend.
Jethro turned one, started walking and developed his ridiculously feisty ratbag personality.
I did more freelance writing on all sorts of interesting topics.
I started running, then stopped, then started again, then gave up on being a 'good' runner and just embraced my sweaty, beetroot-faced style.
I got back into reading books and smashed through some epic reads.
Our Brunswick house was photographed for the Herald Sun.
I met some fantastic ladies through the podcast I co-host, The New Normal.
I dyed my hair pastel pink!
We encountered some serious bedtime dramas with Archie for a few months, until I just let it go and enjoyed the snuggles.
My mum and grandma have been besieged with scary health dramas.
We moved house. Again.
We had no bathroom for a week thanks to our previous tenants and had a messy court situation to get recompensed.
Archie dacked me (pants and undies to my ankles) in a busy cafe. #cry
Lee has been home a lot more and working less, thanks to our excellent awesome workshop manager.
It seems that 2015 was a hard one for lots of people, but when I look back over the past 12 months heaps of awesome stuff has happened. Here's to a happy, renovation-filled 2016.