Fairwell Rodney Street

We meet 5

Blogging has suffered this year for a number of reasons. The temptation to start every post with a ‘sorry for not blogging recently’ has been overwhelming on most occasions, but today, I’m not apologising. Instead, I’m going to be honest.

I’m aware that what I’m about to say will sound a little ‘woe is me’. That’s not the intention. But it’s been a year of highs and lows with some not so great moments eclipsed by better ones and vice versa. There’s been family illness, a complicated and stressful house sale and frustration over, despite thinking you have everything under control, the universe will still do what ever it damn well pleases.

What I should have done earlier this year is instigate a blogging break. When I neglect Wine and Olives, I feel guilty; does this happen to anyone else? Rather than try to scramble for time to fit in a post, I should have admitted that time has been far from the essence. This post is dedicated to one of the reasons why this year has been so demanding.

Our flat in Rodney Street was the first home Rob and I bought together. It was the start of us living together; the beginning of a new chapter in our lives and the place we discovered, with complete certainty, that we wanted to build a life together. It was the happiest of homes.

So, why move? The time came for a change; a little more space, our own front door and the desire to come down a few flights of stairs (I won’t miss hauling the shopping up four floors). But the reasoning and the rationalising didn’t make it any easier in the end and I shed more than a few tears standing in an empty, echoey home last Monday when I closed the door for the very last time.

A blog post was most definitely owed to this most bittersweet of occasions. As is my pledge to be a little less hard on myself and a little more honest. I love Wine and Olives and I appreciate every single one of you that visits my blog and leaves comments and I wouldn’t change what I have here for the world. I’m not making any promises (see, I’m getting better already) but I’m hopeful that in the coming months I’ll have more time to write about the things that I love. The pressure is off, and oh my word does it feel good.

Thank you all for reading and I’ll be back soon with another Venice post.


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  • http://www.charlottefaraday.com Charlotte Faraday

    Wishing you the best in your next adventure and your new home, Chiara. :)

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Charlotte!x

  • sileas

    I think there’s no reason for feeling guilty, there are certainly more important things than blogging and it sounds like you had a few issues to take care of. Looking forward for any future posts whenever they come :)


    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Sileas, that’s really kind of you x

  • http://www.cityloveee.blogspot.com Christina Richards

    Do what’s best for you Chiara. We’ll be here when you get back. :)


    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Christina :-)

  • http://adventitiousviolet.com/ Camila @ AdventitiousViolet

    Aw never apologies! It’s your space, you do you! I have a similar feeling every time I take an unexpected time off but I keep trying to condition myself not to be sorry! Hope your new home will bring good feelings and fun times :) x

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Camila. You’re totally right, I just need to form better attitudes to certain things, I think x

  • http://mitziemeeblog.com/ Mitzie Mee

    I think I understand. Sometimes life just isn’t made for blogging. I had a period of almost 3 weeks a couple of years ago, when I wasn’t blogging at all, and I started feeling guilty too, until I realized that hell no, I shouldn’t feel guilty for not blogging, because feeling guilty really kills creativity and the joy of blogging. Take your time to settle down in your new place. It sounds wonderful:)

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Mitzie. I think we all have a bit of a bad habit of being hard on ourselves sometimes. I hope you’re well xxx

  • http://www.diamondcanopy.com/ Winnie

    Take it easy – blogs are best when they are natural and I’m glad you don’t really have any filler posts. Real life is WAY more important than blogging regularly. Don’t worry and we’ll still be here! x

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Winnie, that’s so nice of you to say. And you’re right, real life is way more important xxx

  • http://harrietemily.com Harriet Emily

    I know how you feel Chiara! Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll get more time to blog soon. I’m wishing you all of the best in your new house! <3

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks so much Harriet. We get the keys on 29 July and I can’t wait x

  • http://www.tapeparade.com Laila

    Oh Chiara, you have no reason to feel guilty! I often have periods where I’m too busy to blog effectively but this is just part of life, unless you’re a full-time blogger there will always be difficult periods. I hope your move goes well and without any problems – good luck in your new place. xx

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks so much Laila. It’s nice to know that there are people who understand what it feels like for life to get in the way x

  • Siobhan

    Please don’t feel guilty. I love your blog, but I want you to have a life too.
    Moving is emotional. Once someone told me that any change, even a longed for change, requires a period of mourning for what was before. So I’m glad you were able to mark the move and hope you have many new memories and great times in your new home x

    • http://www.wineandolives.co.uk/ Chiara Pannozzo

      Thanks Siobhan, that’s really kind of you. And it’s a really valid point you make about the mourning period. It’s definitely true, I just dont think I was prepared for it x