Hello New Twitter.

I most definitely should be asleep. I am having that essential  winding down time post work, pre bed. I couldn't even face a glass of Chardonnay I'm so fatigued. Perhaps I'm getting ill... I decided to invest a little time into my blog. Plus my tippy tin is now sat at a healthy £30. Goal 1: on target!

So, yesterday I set up my new Twitter account for Soup For The Soul. Sod's Law would have it that the specific handle was already snapped up, so I decided to reverse it. It lends its hand to a little trickery of the eyes switching that pesky 'L' & 'D' around. Hopefully not too trifling when it comes to giving me a cheeky add.

Here's to a little self promotion so early in the morning!

Goal 1: Ten Pound A Day.

This post sounds like a diet advert. The only diet I'm going on is a 'bank balance' diet. I do adore my food. Rub my belly for luck!

It is a truth universally acknowledged that I am always skint. 

How can someone who ends up borrowing from her nearest and dearest at the end of every month even begin to wish about travelling to work in a cab, never mind trotting the globe? Yeah, I've been thinking this too. So, I've come up with:

a) a time scale

b) an attainable goal

After investing one solid and hard earned pound into a tin that cannot be opened (decked in Frozen characters for the love of Disney) my aim is to pop £10 a day in it, for exactly 365 days.

I chose the 7th July 2016 as my date to run away a few months back. Which happens to be yesterday. And yes! Ten whole solid British pounds have been deposited into my tin! 7 is also my favourite number- I'm not wholly sure why. You could put it down to being born on the 7th, I'm Libran therefore 7th sign of the zodiac and not forgetting there were 7 horcruxes- which is the most powerful number in the wizarding world,

Is it not. 

Any mathematicians among you can work out that 10 x 365= £3650. That is not a bad starting point. In reality, £10 gets burned every day on bits and bobs of mindlessness. I am re-teaching myself frugality. On a whole new level. 

1. No cabs. Utilise that bus pass Little Miss £5 to spare. 

2. No takeaway coffees. Get a cheeky one in work. £2.50 average soya flat white? (Sorry Pret, I'll miss you).

3. No extravagant lunches. Make a packed lunch. Use it as an Instagram opportunity.  Bye bye dry and tasteless £3 Tesco Meal deal which I eat out of convenience anyway. 

That's a potential £10.50 a day I can waste. I'm already making profit with that 50p! 

Here's hoping I don't start writing IOUs on post-its instead...

Soup for The Soul

I began my second day off today like most weeks: today is the 'nothing' day. Working in hospitality, my 'weekend' usually falls on a Monday/ Tuesday: fluke would have it it's a Wednesday today. 

After a 9am hair appointment, a little laundry and lounging: I've just snogged a Dominoes to the point of securing a second date with it, and decided that it's time I littered my new blog with literature. 

So, welcome to 'Soup For The Soul.'

Sick of the sight of my banner so far? I intend for it to be well viewed. After a year of being a lost soul myself, trapped in the vicious cycle of all work and no play makes Naughty Laura a dull girl and devouring too many diminutive write ups of The Secret: this is my new project. It will without doubt keep me out of mischief; satisfy my cravings for beautiful, hearty food (and drink!) and hopefully, lead my twitching toes to a path of discovery, adventure, and challenge of the Odyssean capacity. 

So what is this? Well, I suppose I intend to eat my way around the globe. I love to write, I work in an industry where food is my livelihood and I'm one of those dickheads that post pictures of their gluten free cakes on Instagram. A recipe for success? Sounds delicious. 

I have given myself 1 year to build my finances. My next post will delve into where I currently sit. I think I've saved a tenner. 

So, I'll see you when the water comes to the boil.