So I started The Pharmer’s Journal in or around this time last year…
At the time I was beyond mortified for any real life actual faces to discover it, and subsequently kept the whole affair v. cloak and dagger – hence its ambivalent date of birth. The poor little thingeen needs a date to commemorate though, and so I’m claiming the May Bank Holiday as its jubilee… Meaning, The Pharmer’s Journal has made it to one year old!
Well actually just about… April ’16 was an unfortunate write off for TPJ; with a series of unfortunate events rendering the blog stagnant. I’m talking the death of my beloved mac, I’m talking inhabiting a glorified building site for the past month (aka zero blogpost photo taking opportunities), I’m talking a direly horrific few weeks at work… I’m talking excuses, obv. But Honey, I’m home! I’m back after the old sabbatical with my chakra levels recharged and rebooted.
This time last year I was lording it up planning Summer 2016 and all that its travels would bring… Summer 2017 is looking a helluva lot different; what with trading festivals for birthing plans an’all. Faack. So who knows what the next twelve months will bring for TPJ (holding out for that top dollah windfall though).
I digress – Happy Birthday Pharmer J! And happy reading to all of you – I’m so incredibly grateful to all those browsing this internet slice. Never did I think I’d have (or want to have for that matter) readers following TPJ – so to those who do I’m indebted.
Namaste bitches! xo