Inspire Now Journal Review – An Impressive Self-Help Aid

In my previous blog post I mentioned about how I was recommended a journal to help me manage my day-to-day life and stress. I did a fairly extensive search on the Internet for all the different types and styles of these journals (I did like the one that was recommended to me but I was really looking for one with a bit of colour to it) and after hours of searching, I ended up choosing one that was fairly close to the top of the search list on Amazon.

A great addition to my little place of organised thoughts.

The Inspire Now Journal, which I bought from Amazon, costing a steady £24.99 (which I thought a tad pricey but this is seemingly the sort of price range for all of these types of journals), arrived yesterday.

It feels nice quality straight away, which I loved and is a nice handy size so that it fits in my bag and I can take it everywhere with me. It now also means that the Collins 2019 diary planner I had been using at work can go take a running jump.

This little book is jam-packed with all sorts of planning tools for your everyday life, from general monthly calendars, to birthday reminder tables, contact details pages, fitness trackers, weight loss plans, short and long term goal planners, project ideas and big blank spaces for ideas or doodling. I love it.

Even the colour of the cover appealed to me.

The start of the book gives you advice on how to use the resources insides and it’s quite thorough, giving you examples of where to put your ideas and the wording you could use to get the best out of yourself. I spent a lot of time meticulously reading all of this before I even picked a pen up to write anything, which is unusual of me because I like to just get stuck in there and crack on.

The book is filled with little motivational quotes to pick you up and keep you going.

I started by filling out the calendar (which is a bit of a waste for me because I use the calendar on my phone pretty much to excess and rely on it a lot, but I do really like having a handwritten calendar to refer to) because this seemed like the easiest section to me, since I didn’t have to think about what I was putting in because I was mostly copying from what was on my phone screen.

It’s not until you SEE a handwritten calendar that you realise how surprisingly devoid of action your life is.

With the easy bit out of the way, I then went on to the hard part – thinking about my long term and short term goals and how I would get there. This really had me scratching my brain (like Doctor Finkelstein from ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’). I decided that I definitely wanted to be debt free. That I wanted to save for a mortgage. And that I wanted to be healthier. I wouldn’t go as far as to say I’m signing up to the gym anytime soon, but I do want to start drinking plenty of water, walking more and doing some yoga. I also thought it might be prudent to set aside some reflection time and meditate, collecting my thoughts. I started to use the ‘Headspace’ app a while back and really found that it help me a lot, so I think this is something I want to do again.

You get a nice little weekly goal summary page at the start of every week.

Next was to plan my week. At the start of every week, you get a nice little summary page of your week where you can put your tasks, check off if you’ve completed the habits you set yourself and write down the reward you’re going to give yourself if you do all this. A habit I’m trying to kick is mid-week drinking, so I would say that I’m probably not going to get my Sunday lunch this week…

After you’ve planned your week ahead, you then get a daily sheet to fill out your daily activities and targets. I decided to do mine the day before so I can set aside some time to plan tomorrow out.

A really organised way of planning your day.

The book told me that writing down your thoughts, plans, tasks and ideas was a great way to make your brain act on them. I’m hoping that if I persevere with this, my stress levels will reduce, I will be more organised and will feel happier and healthier in myself.

But I probably won’t get that Sunday lunch.

Getting rid of the pasty or jaundiced look – The Body Shop: Drops of Youth Skincare Review

I have stated in the past previously that I am not very good at being a “girl”. Basically, anything involving hair, make-up, clothing, or generally look good or in any way, shape or form, “like a girl”, I suck royally at. I’ve never been one for spending a fortune on expensive make up and my entire wardrobe consists of cool t-shirts I’ve found in Primark (on sale, cos I’m tight) or bought from Game.

My mum took me shopping as a belated birthday present and we went into an expensive make-up shop, looked at a couple of lipsticks, decided that we needed both our kidneys and that £30 for a lipstick was more or less verging on outrageous and walked over the road to The Body Shop instead.

I won’t lie, I don’t usually shop in The Body Shop and any items I own from that store were bought as Christmas/birthday presents for me from my mum usually. I was quite surprised at the prices of some of the things on sale to be honest. I sniffed the various body butters and had a nice blueberry one in my hand as I walked over to the till, before deciding that £8.50 was a bit much for a body butter that I’d most likely put in the bathroom cupboard and forget I even owned let alone used, so I put it back.

Having mentioned to my mum that I actually really needed a decent moisturiser for my combination (shit) skin, she suggested the vitamin E products that the store had. We looked at a few of them and I picked one up and read the label. Nothing in particular jumped out at me and it was pricey at around £11 but I figured what the hell, it’s something I need and use on a daily basis and the “amazing” moisturiser I bought from Amazon turned out to be absolutely useless and actually made my skin worse. That’s what I get for paying £3 for “amazing”, I guess.

As I continued perusing the moisturisers, I happened upon one of the store clerks showing a customer a solution in a green glass bottle and telling her how amazing the product was. I’m a sucker for packaging and the range reminded me of old fashioned Victorian or Wild West snake oil type tinctures. The range was called “Drops of Youth” and my mum had seen me looking at it and came over to tell me it was supposed to be “out of this world, fantastic”. She did look at me and say “I’m not sure you’ll wake up looking twenty years younger though…” – thanks Mum.

There was a set on offer for £38 which included a moisturising serum and a sleeping mask. I wasn’t overly convinced but given that the serum alone was £33 (I nearly died when I saw the price tag), I splashed out, since it was my birthday money off my mum. I was sceptical but had nothing to lose. Except £38…

I got home, stripped what tiny little make-up I had on (light powder and mascara), off my face, cleansed and applied the serum. My skin instantly, I kid you not, felt cooler and healthier. It went on a little tackily and the pipette applier didn’t work, but a tiny drop went really far and I hardly used anything at all and still got full coverage.

When it dried, my skin felt lovely and smooth and oh my goodness, the smell. It smells so fresh and clean and lovely.

Just before bed I applied the “Bouncy Sleeping Mask” cream, which again, a little went a long long way and gave my skin another little “feel-good” boost of coolness. And I went to sleep.

Woke up this morning and looked in the mirror. I wasn’t expecting miracles but I wasn’t disappointed either. Whilst my skin was back to its usual oily self first thing on a morning, my pores looked small to non-existent and my skin was healthy-looking and didn’t look my usual tired and pasty. And boy was it smooth and soft.

I showered and used a face cleanser and then reapplied the serum before putting my usual light powder and mascara on. My skin looks healthy and perky and is even a different colour (a healthy colour, less like my usual Gothic or jaundiced look), not to mention the fact that the powder on my face, which is usually rubbed off by 9am due to my incessant sighing into my hands at work, is still on. Colour me impressed.

Finish this lovely skincare set with a candy cane scented hand cream and life is pretty damn good right now.

The Drops of Youth range has quite a lot of products in it so you’re spoilt for choice, but it is extremely pricey for tight-arses like myself, with most of the products being a minimum of £20. Works like a charm but puts a hole in your wallet.

Greetings

Well hello there. You seem to have stumbled upon my humble lil blog post so let me tell you about myself. My name is remotelypeachy aka Peachy aka Keeley and I am a university student, currently studying BA HONs in Fine Art. A few fun facts about myself include my love of horse riding, scented candles and peach flavoured ice tea. I’m a born and bred essex gal, I dress like the 80’s and 70s vomited all over me and I bloody love curry.

I am currently a streamer, of the art kind, fairly new to the scene I suppose. I found Twitch at the beginning of this year, my first streamer being Muyskerm (Bob), friend of jacksepticeye and Markiplier and became quickly addicted to his play-throughs of PUBG. This was the first community I became a part of, I made friends with people from across the world and we all had this admiration of Bob and his friends in common. But it didn’t feel like a family and I lost touch with those I originally felt close to. I don’t regret those friendships because they got me to where I am today.

I wanted to do things for myself and I started watching smaller, more independent streamers and I did things slow. I never once considered being a streamer before hand but after a shit few years I just wanted to do something different and something I would actually enjoy. I met my best friend Chris aka TallGuyGaming, in the utterly worst circumstances but I now can’t imagine my life without him. For some reason he insists on listening to my rambles and awful singing of Bohemian Rhapsody. Cat, Shannon, Tyler, Mariss, Bill, Shay, Jan, Kate. Wonderful, marvellous people who have no idea how much I love them. This was all through this weird dude Mr Dart, who I admit, made me laugh out loud to the point of hysterics when I’d leave his stream on in my bedroom (that’s how I’ve got 300+ hours babes). I didn’t even like State of Decay, there was just something about him that me think, yep. He’s my dad. All jokes aside, Mike has also topped up the chart to best friend.

Its weird to think that this year has been the best and the worst year of my ‘young’ life so far. I don’t think I have ever believed more in the saying “every cloud has a silver lining”. I really wouldn’t be where I am today without my friends. My family. They have just kept pushing me and supporting me to be the best version of me that I can possibly be and I will just have to continually thank them with love and hugs til the day I go up to that big ol dude in the sky.

This was a disgustingly sappy first blog post of mine, I promise you wont throw up when reading my next one.

Halloween streams and streamer spotlights

I was thinking of ideas for blog posts and I thought that there is one thing I have an abundance of and that is streamer friends and I really love to support them and great streamers in general so I thought it would be cool to do streamer spotlight posts, highlighting people I’ve come across that are really awesome and deserve tons of recognition.  I will be starting my spotlight posts with a streamer who I have been friends with now from the start and am so proud of because he really does give it his everything and puts in so much time and effort – noodle3000.  I’m hoping to post one of those every week, so will be aiming to post noodle’s spotlight by the end of the week, so watch this space.

It’s been such a busy week for me.  I finally got some finance so have bought a new car.  Well, you know, not new new but newer than the one I had and it’s safe and sturdy.  I spent most of Tuesday sorting that out, spent some time with one of my friends last night, have streamed tonight, pick my car up on Saturday, help my dad set up his new Amazon Echo (funny story for another time) and then on Sunday pop over to see my mum.  So basically I have tomorrow night free and I decided to do a Halloween stream.

We had a Halloween party last year that we pretty much went all out on it and it was fancy dress.  I got a last minute skeleton dress and Dave painted my face, so I’ll ask him to do that again for me tomorrow and I’m gonna get a group of people together and play some Dead by Daylight.  I’m always cannon fodder/bait/decoy so we’ll see how it pans out.

It’s safe to say I’m pretty shit at it.

When streamers get together…

I’ve not long got back home from spending the day in Whitby.  Me and my boyfriend met up with a couple of our streamer friends who happened to be spending the weekend there and since it’s not far from us at all and we couldn’t pass up the opportunity, we ventured out this morning and met them there.

Oh my goodness I haven’t laughed so hard for ages.  It’s been many, many years since I’ve had real life friends to spend any time with so this was a big deal for me and it was the magic medicine I’ve needed for a long time.  It was so much fun that my smile muscles hurt by the end of the day and as soon as we left them to go to the car, I actually felt really sad cos I missed them already.

It’s weird how you just instantly feel at ease around some people, like you’ve known them for years, and this is exactly how I felt around godsendss and 50cal so I can’t wait to hang out with them again.  I realise there’s still a stigma about meeting people you’ve met on the Internet but I can safely say after today that this is a great thing to do and streamer meet ups, for anyone who hasn’t arranged one, should definitely be a thing.  These two people, who I basically met when I streamed randomly one day back in March when I was giving Twitch a go for the first time and gods showed up in my chat that day and every stream after.  These two people who could quite easily become very close friends in real life.  Anyway, before I go all gooey and lose my credibility with gods, here are a few snaps of our outing today!

Cars, cars and more cars – how many crappy ones can I go through before I get a decent one?

My goodness, I suck.  I mean, you know, not at everything, but definitely at choosing the wrong cars.  To date I have had eight cars.  I have been driving for twelve years.  Out of those eight cars, seven were ten years or older.  I have never been able to afford a relatively new car so I keep saving up and buying these absolute sheds that are fine when I get them, then, like the Jonah that I am, within a couple of months, things start to go horribly wrong with them, I end up plying thousands into them, probably enough to warrant getting a decent car, but you know how it is – you drop a couple hundred quid into a car and then you think it’d be a waste of money if you got a different one because you’d already put money into it, so you put more money into it to get more repairs done and it ends up being a viscous cycle that costs you a lot of money.

My most recent car is a cute little yellow Fiat 500.  They’re quite popular these days and I looked into literally hundreds of reviews about them – parts are budget, tax is cheap/free, insurance is really really, ridiculously low, fuel costs next to nothing, etc. etc.  Plus they don’t take up much space on your drive, so, bonus!

So, I took out a loan for £3750 and went to a garage that sold a little yellow sport edition Fiat 500 (2008) and I part ex’d my red Beetle (complete with huge golden Legend of Zelda Hyrule symbol decal across the bonnet) and I bought it.  I got £300 for my Beetle, which had multitude of problems and was a 2000 edition, so it was pretty darn old.

The garage fixed a few niggly things here and there for free (naturally) and for a fair few months (around eight) I was trouble free and I thought I’d finally found the car that would have little to no problems and not taunt me with its very existence.

I did have issues with its size, to be fair.  The car I had before my Beetle was a huge Honda HR-V that made me feel MASSIVE and really really safe.  So going to the Fiat started to make me feel a little uneasy after a while, especially on the motorway.

So far I have had new bulbs, four new tyres, a full new exhaust and brand spanking new brake discs and all the jazz that comes with your regular MOT fails.  I’ve spent a fair bit of money on repairs.  So imagine my absolute devastation when my car suddenly starts overheating when we’re stuck in traffic one day and what did it boil down to?  A coolant leak somewhere in the radiator which has now got so bad that I drive it to work (three miles) and by the time I get there, the coolant, which I filled to the max before I left, is empty.  It also has a multitude of electrical faults and I’m just really losing my patience with the stupid thing.

None of this was a problem really transport-wise, because I live so close to work and can get a lift in with my boyfriend, however, we found out recently that our depot is moving to the other end of the district, across a lot of country roads (and uphill) and I am now one hundred percent certain that my little crappy car will definitely not get me to work every day.  If I don’t have my car, I don’t have my job.  Simple.

I want to sell it and get a car that’s only a couple of years old, on finance.  Trouble is, I can’t sell it until I get the repairs done because obviously, I have to use the money I make from selling it, to instantly pay back the loan I took out to buy it.

So.  This brings me to my next, extremely forward topic.  They say up North, “shy bairns get nowt” so I’m just gonna put it out there and outright ask.  I have set up a donation button on my Twitch page and will be placing a donation ticker in my stream tomorrow if any kind Samaritans feel like helping a very unlucky girl out with some financial aid that will go towards fixing my stupid car so I can get rid of it once and for all before it ends up killing me, since it basically a bloody deathtrap.

Any help is massively appreciated and I will send hugs.  In fact, I’ll send hugs even if no one helps.  Just cos I love hugging people.

Kate’s Diary – 30th August – Time is a great healer

So I’ve kind of had a bit of a rocky time.  My grandad passed away on Monday morning this week and my mum took it really, really badly.  I’ve spent a while now looking after people and now I’m burnt out myself.  I kind of took a bit of a back seat these last couple days in the hope I could recharge my batteries and come back fighting, but it’s taking a while.  I also lost a friend, which still, even now, hurts like a bitch, but my grandad always said, “time is a great healer” so I will just take each day at a time and hopefully it will get easier.

I decided I would take my friend Andy’s advice (love you Andy!) and chill out and think about myself for a change so I’ve played a bit Sims, took myself out for a curry and a pint and now I’m sat cosy AF in bed (under two duvets – in August), kitty cosied up to my feet, with a lovely glass of wine, listening to the Fallout New Vegas soundtrack and writing this.

And my sister, bless her, is trying to cheer me up and just sent me the best Snapchat that just nearly made me choke on my wine.

Now we’re having Snapchat wars.  Haha, you know, I think I’d quite forgotten how to smile this week up until now.  And now my other friends are joining in.  I’m so lucky to have them.

Anyway, this was just a short post, I’m going to bed now.

Goodnight everyone!