I’ve been ridiculously busy and was ill (again) around Christmas time. Only had a couple of days off work and then into the new year… I beat the post-Christmas blues by taking two weeks holiday from work – and moving house!
It’s been hard and I’m nowhere near completely moved yet, but I have all the big important things in and now everything is functioning properly. (Had some issues with the boiler, because in a past life I must have done something to dishonour them).
My bookcases are up, but mostly empty; my dining table is up, but no chairs built yet; my study room has desks, but no equipment yet. And I’m back to work tomorrow, but it’s fine. Have roped the parentals in to helping move stuff a little at a time from each of their houses, and my brother is a flat-pack assembling machine. I feed them, don’t worry.
I don’t really have any pictures to show of it yet, other than cooking in my new kitchen! But once it’s all fixed up then it’s going to be flat-spam all the way.
In the meantime, I’ve drawn up a huge list of blog topics I want to crack on with this year, scary things are happening around the world, but it’s also important to remember the good things and celebrate happy moments. So here’s a spectacular sunset for you to enjoy:
So winter in Scotland is hard enough, we don’t really get an autumn it just hits September and gets ridiculously cold, then October happens and the cold bites into your bones. Every year without fail, it happens and I think it can’t possibly get any colder… then November arrives and it does.
I’m a November baby, but not adjusted to deal with this kind of cold. When I first moved to Aberdeen I realised how tropical Glasgow was in comparison, to which those from even further north laughed at.
So how does it get worse? Well, my last few jobs have had serious issues with temperatures and dodgy germs offices where I kept getting ill. As I mentioned in my last post my new office is super cosy warm, comfortably so, except on Sunday where it was just so cold outside none of us could heat up properly on shift.
I guess I forgot to write this on submission day, but it’s been all over for more than a month and I’m just now feeling the relief that it’s all finished. My university career is over! Wtf?!
The last few weeks before October 3rd were awful and some of the worst in my life, and yet I somehow managed to pull together enough to still write, edit, and revise the most important text I’ve ever submitted. I don’t know if I can say it’s my best work given how ill I was, but perhaps it’s better than it would have been as I was able to give my inner editor/critic a swift vaffanculo because I just did not have time for that negativity.
I’m relieved but starting to grow a bit anxious, there’s still a month to go before we get our results back. I just hope it’s enough to get my solid pass mark, I don’t care where everyone else’s marks get them to, I’m just happy to pass well. One of my submissions this year, a shitty essay, really messed up my average and I’m well aware that my tutor doesn’t particularly like anything I’ve written though I had stellar feedback from others on my course. I never said I was James Joyce, I’m happy to be in Jim Butcher’s league.
Alas, I’ve been away from here thanks to real life swinging back into play. I started a new job on the 7th of October and it’s been non-stop since with training and then getting familiar with the new role. I’m enjoying it so far, there’s definitely been a steep learning curve with the material but everything else is all stuff I’ve done before. It’s a good environment, a good team, and supportive co-workers. Plus the office is toasty warm, great for those 8am starts when it’s dark and minus-one outside.
More updates to follow, now that I’m free from studying. I’ve been on edx and udemy again flexing my Italian, Latin and Classical muscles. And I bought a Korean grammar book!
It’s currently 5:10am. Woke up wide awake a bit after 2am and didn’t know what was happening. I’ve been so tired lately that I’ve been sleeping through the night and I cannot remember the last time I had an insomniac episode.
Naturally, I returned to writing. I finished handwriting another chapter, amended my chapter plan so I know what still needs to be written for the dissertation, and listened to the Crimes of Grindelwald soundtrack.
Right now I’m faced with either trying to get a few more hours sleep, or riding this wave for a bit longer and making coffee. I do really want coffee.
I said I wanted to do things today, leaving the house type of things, so again wondering if it’s worth just staying up and doing said things. After all Costa opens at 7! And now I’ve just put the idea of a McDonalds breakfast in my head. Swell.
So yesterday I managed 6 hours sleep then was back up and back to work, until my hands gave out. Completely. I couldn’t move them without them cracking and aching, so I had a hot bath and took the rest of the night off. Made it to 5150 words though!
Starting much later than expected today, probably won’t get a lot done as I’m trying to get back into something of a routine now, but I’ve plenty written that needs to be typed and I’m on a roll.
No crochet or gaming for me either, I need all my hand energy for typing and writing.
Got a nice big takeaway yesterday that will probably feed me for several days. Appetite is returning gradually.
Hoping to leave the house tomorrow for the first time in weeks. Need to stretch my legs and test my energy levels. Plus coffee.