Budgeting 101: How to save some pennies.

If there’s one thing my dad has taught me really well, it’s budgeting. I like to think that I’m pretty good with money – with the occasional exception, because I’m only human – and somehow made it possible to move…

The diary I can’t live without.

I’ve always been an organised person. Planning ahead and knowing exactly what to do on which day in the week is what I need to be productive, calm and deliver the highest quality I can. But until recently, I hadn’t…

What even is my career?

With the promise of including more career-based posts into this blog, I should probably give you an insight into what it is that I am doing. I don’t think I have ever really spoken about my job on here, mostly…

When life gives you lemons.

This is not exactly the first blog post I had in mind after my August hiatus. This wasn’t written or scheduled until a few days ago. But life gave me lemons – and quite bitter ones at that. When I…

Welcome back!

HELLO and a very warm welcome to lisakristinx 2.0! I am so excited to relaunch this blog. Over the past month, I have been working behind the scenes to create more content, be more creative and generally more structured with…

Bare with me: A blog refurbishment.

       photos by Vix Meldrew   Guys. GUYS. I am enlightened. You know sometimes, you’re so stuck with something that you can’t see clearly anymore. In German, we say “One can’t see the forest because of all the…

Stomach bugs and kitchen works: A very quick update.

  Hello, hello! Long time no speak, eh? I just wanted to quickly pop on here to say that I am still around and have not given up on the blog. Life took some little unexpected turns recently and so…

Three’s a crowd: a blog birthday.

This little corner of the internet turns three years old today. It is the longest I’ve ever kept a blog up and I’m well proud of my stamina. I’ve also completely fallen in love with my little space of the…

An amicable breakup.

  As I’m typing this, I’m sat on coach A1 from London Victoria to Luton airport. It’s 12:30pm and I’ve been on a mission to catch a flight home since 9am. Why I don’t fly from Gatwick if I live…