The shutters are closed and the eyes are drooping. The warm wash of lethargy brings you closer to sleep with each passing wave…
Aka: I’m exhausted.
The last few weeks have been a complete change for me. But at the time of writing this post, I am sitting on my bed, bundled up in pyjamas and fluffy socks, recovering from my first full stint at work.
A few weeks ago, my family had a holiday to Centre Parcs. My brother and his wife had been before, but not the rest of us. So the six of us, plus an infant, bundled up the cars and took off. It was such good fun! There was literally something for everyone, from a relaxing spa afternoon for the girls to a high ropes course for those feeling brave (I’ve still got the bruises). A lot of time was spent in the pool as the infant could join in just as much then as well.
I had such a good time and would go back without a second thought. It was a great place for the entire family, which meant we had a lovely time. This is the first time we have been away like this, so it was nice it was so success.
But during that week, I had to shoot off to uni twice. My publishing masters is now underway and I only have one word to describe it: intense. I’m finding it really interesting, it’s just getting my head back in the studying game and trying not to let it freak me out. Knowing what I am like, I’m sure a few panics are on the way.
As the course is only twice a week, I’m commuting there. It’s…expense. £30 a week on train tickets, plus having to buy food while being out. But it’s still cheaper than living up there and I’m taking things with me to try and control it. The journey isn’t too bad. It takes about two hours, but there is only one change so I can read or settle down and do some work. Once there, I tend to get some lunch, then go to the library in the centre of town (quieter than uni!) and get some work done.
This will stop being such a worry in a few weeks though. I have now started a new job – just a part time one in retail – but it will stop money only being a one-way system. Sometimes growing up can be a stressful business, having to juggle money, commitments, studies etc… Who am I kidding, I’m in such a better place than I was a few months ago that I would take this over anything!
After how these few months have gone, who knows what my next Dear Diary post will bring! Hopefully more positive news and life settling down into a nice routine!
Until then, I hope things are going just as well for everyone else and life’s dreams are coming true for you all.