• Hayley Davis

What's for you won't pass you by.

Hello! It's the beginning of a new month and I'm feeling revitalised. I've just returned from 6 days in New York where I was lucky enough to be Bridesmaid for an old friend (old as in we've known each other for a long time, not as in elderly..) It was actually pretty mood changing. Sometimes it can feel like your world has become very small and I'm prone to "catastrophizing" and travel is absolutely the best remedy for that. I'll probably write another blog post about what I got up to in New York.

Please enjoy this very "on brand" image of me, completely ignoring something important, in order to fixate on myself.

Anyway, I actually wanted to tell you about a pretty insignificant event which I took to have greater meaning. Settle in reader, I have a banal, but, ultimately satisfying, tale to tell.

Because I do a lot of travelling, am out and about a lot, and like to do my bit for the environment, I wanted to get a nice, metal, refillable bottle that wouldn’t leak and which I could use for both hot and cold drinks.

I looked online and saw that they were a little pricey so I held off (money is tight!)

Anyhoo, I was in Tesco getting some bits and a saw a lovely Aluminium bottle. It was £16 which is quite a bit cheaper than some bottles but still a lot. As I got closer, I discovered…they were on special offer!! Half price!! I still had to think about it (I was on a VERY tight budget) but I thought, ‘Treat yo' self' so, I did.

I was so excited the first time I used my bottle, I filled it with water and..it was brilliant! It kept the water cold for hours! It didn’t leak a bit! It was lilac!

On my second outing, it was just as brilliant. I took it to work that day and it was perfect. In the evening I went to my bookclub, stopped off at M&S to get some dinner and went home. As I unpacked my bags and put things away it dawned on me..no bottle :( I went back to my car checked in the foot wells, in the boot. Nothing. I was gutted.

"Okay, Hayley" I thought, "retrace your steps".I called the venue where my bookclub was held and asked if there had been anything left behind. “Hold on I'll check lost property” she said…but then..”Sorry, nothing’s been handed in”. I was in M&S a few days later and even considered asking if they’d found it but stopped myself.

Reader, I was SO upset. I had found my perfect bottle used it TWICE and then lost it. I genuinely felt gutted. I thought about replacing it but couldn’t really justify the cost (now full price) and was really mad at myself for being so careless. I stewed about it for longer than I should (dramatic? me?) and then I said to myself, “Just let it go, Hayley it’s just one of those things” I accepted it was gone, let it go and moved on. Forgotten.

Fast forward to over a month later. I was at my book club, we discussed the book (terrible), and it was coming towards the end of the evening, everyone is chatting and having a great time.

Suddenly, the girl sat next to me says to to host “oh, I almost forgot, I picked this up last time. It’s quite a nice one and I thought someone would miss it” and out of her bag she plucks…my bottle!

Reader, I nearly screamed! I took it from the host and we were reunited!

Was this worth the 3 minutes of your time to read? I don't know, but the point is this.

I honestly feel like the universe was sending me a message. Before I walked into my bookclub I had been told that my funding application for a project I've been working on for ages had been denied. I was angry and sad and really feeling like everything I was doing was futile. I’ve been feeling like I’m missing out on opportunities and generally that things are cruelly unfair. I feel like this was a little nudge. A tiny example to show me that, what’s for you is yours. You don’t have to worry about grasping things close to you because if something is meant for you then it belongs to you and it will always find it’s way to you. Whether that’s love, success or an aluminium bottle. :)

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