A slightly scuffed, bright yellow sticky note with the handwritten words symbolized by abstract scribbles, pinned to a large corkboard overflowing with layered notes, arrows, and doodled question marks. Some notes are crumpled or half-peeled, suggesting past false starts and limiting beliefs. The board stands in a cozy home office corner with a wooden desk below, scattered with a closed laptop, a half-empty mug, and a small plant. Warm late-afternoon sunlight enters from the left, casting gentle, elongated shadows. Shot at eye level with shallow depth of field so the yellow note is in sharp focus while the rest blurs softly. The mood is playful yet determined, captured in photographic realism with a clean, modern aesthetic that hints at the messy process of becoming unstuck.

The Unstuck Project

How I got stuck and stories about getting gloriously unstuck

This is just the beginning. First post coming soon.

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A well-worn, tangled ball of multicolored yarn resting on a smooth wooden table, with one single thread carefully laid out in a long, straight path that leads toward a bright, open doorway in the background. Around the yarn sit an overturned notebook, a snapped pencil, and an eraser worn to a nub, quietly echoing self-doubt and past attempts. Soft morning light pours through the doorway, creating a gentle glow along the straightened thread and subtle bokeh in the distance. Captured from a low, close-up angle with shallow depth of field, emphasizing texture in the fibers and wood grain. The mood is hopeful and slightly humorous, using photographic realism to symbolize the honest, imperfect journey from stuck confusion to clear forward motion.

About The Unstuck Project

Welcome to The Unstuck Project, a place where I stop walking down the same hallways, start searching for new doors and gather the courage to open them. Because, after all, I cant open new doors with old keys.

This blog is a front-row seat to my midlife (perimenopause?) plot twist: rewiring the self-belief system, dating, trying new adventures and question reasons why I act/react to this wonderful thing called life.

I’m making a promise to break-up with feeling stuck, rewrite the story, find the fork in the road and jump on a new path.

There’s no doubt I’ll make terrible mistakes, rack up a few epic fails, and probably embarrass myself more than once, but I’ll share every part of it, the messy moments, the hard-earned lessons, and the glorious wins.

It’s time to put my big girl pants on, find the courage to burst the bubble I’ve so effortlessly and magically wrapped myself in without even realising it.

A small potted plant with a slightly crooked stem and a few imperfect, spotted leaves pushing through a crack in a concrete sidewalk. The pot itself is chipped and a little muddy, with traces of past rain, yet the new sprout at the top is vivid green and reaching toward the sky. Surrounding concrete slabs show faint chalk scribbles, arrows, and whimsical shapes, hinting at playful brainstorming. Diffused overcast light creates soft, even illumination, with gentle shadows in the crack and subtle moisture sheen on the concrete. Shot from a close, slightly elevated angle with shallow depth of field so the plant is crisp against a creamy, blurred background. The mood is quietly triumphant and honest, rendered in photographic realism to symbolize real, imperfect transformation and growth from tough circumstances.

Stuck Unstuck!

Everything we do, every act of kindness, fear, dream or wound, begins as seed.

At first, its almost invisible, a single thought, a fleeting feeling, a choice so small it barely asks our attention.

But what we return our thoughts to, we water!

With time, that seeds pushes through the soil, a few fragile leaves appear. Then the roots come, reaching deeper into the ground with every moment we spend nurturing them.

Eventually, what was once so small becomes a tree, strong enough to offer shade, or strong enough to block out the light……… Today, im choosing shade and cut down every tree and root blocking my light

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A closed, slightly dented vintage suitcase sitting in the middle of a small hallway where the floor transitions from worn, dark tiles to bright, sunlit hardwood. Scattered around the suitcase are travel-sized items: a loosely rolled map, a single comfortable sneaker, and a tiny toy compass pointing toward the light, all subtly suggesting big life leaps and risks. Golden hour sunlight streams in from an unseen window ahead, illuminating dust motes and casting a warm glow on the hardwood while the tiled side remains in soft shadow. Shot from a low, three-quarter angle with the suitcase framed on the rule of thirds, giving strong depth down the hallway. The mood is adventurous and a bit cheeky, in photographic realism, capturing the threshold moment of deciding to finally move.

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A simple wooden ladder that stops one step too short of a wide, bright opening in a high wall, with a quirky stack of everyday objects—books, a sturdy crate, and an upside-down flower pot—carefully arranged beneath the last rung to bridge the gap. The wall is painted a soft, calming blue with visible roller streaks, and faint chalk tally marks nearby hint at previous attempts and failures. Sunlight from above spills through the opening, creating a dramatic shaft of light and crisp shadows of the ladder and stacked objects on the wall. Captured from a low angle looking up, emphasizing height and improvisation. The mood is humorous, resourceful, and optimistic, in clean photographic realism, perfectly echoing the playful courage it takes to hack your way past self-doubt.