Mostly Fine Life

Renovating Myself, No Dust Included

Mostly Fine — not flashy, not finished, still figuring it out. I didn’t fully realise I…
The Era of Biological Expression

Somewhere after the heaviest part of grief, life doesn’t so much resume as… reappear.Not with fanfare.…
Grief

Numb It’s been just over two months since we lost our dear Mum (another post is…
Nine Lives, One Tambourine, and a Whole Lot of Steering 🐱🥁

I’ve been phased out a lot in my life — friends, colleagues, people who just… quietly…
Intermission: Fur Kids & Mini Chaos 🐾✨

A little break in the story, featuring fur, whiskers, and chaos Cue the imaginary soundtrack: a…
Redundancy at 53: Mostly Fine, Slightly Surprised

It wasn’t a surprise—I’d seen it coming for nearly three years—but when government policy changes finally…
A Little Inner Buddha, A Lot of Chaos

When I was a toddler, my family nicknamed me “Buddha.” Not for wisdom or serenity —…
Is There a Course for That?

Like, seriously – Adulting 101 Sigh. Adulting. I’m 53, and I thought I had a lot…
Adulting, Mishaps & Cuppas

Kia ora. Welcome to Mostly Fine — a blog about adulting, catastrophes disguised as life lessons,…
What is Adulting Anyway, and Why Does It Matter?

Adulting. Everyone talks about it like it’s this magical, mystical thing — a rite of passage,…