Here’s to making progress!
This week has featured a lot of decisions, a lot of thinking and a lot of planning, but at the end of it, it’s starting to feel like life is starting to fit together. In my earlier posts, I’ve done a lot of talking about how I’m useless with uncertainty, and how there was a lot of it about at the time. There still is a fair bit, but things are looking clearer now.
I’m feeling a lot happier about the move in July, now that I have a rough idea of where we’ll be going, and I’m actually feeling a lot happier about actually starting the job too. I’ve been so incredibly lucky with my current placement, and one of my tutors in particular has been a real gem this week. There’s nothing worse than vague ‘it’s ok’ feedback. So when my tutor totally picked to bits what I’ve been falling short on, it left me feeling so much clearer about some of the things that have been holding me back. Some people might not have appreciated his total honesty, but to me it meant the world. For the rest of the week, I’ve been focusing on putting his advice to work, and have started to notice the difference, which has been fabulous!
Hooray for progress!
Huge smile this week… I found out that I have secured a post for August in the area I wanted. Although I still have a further stage of applications to secure the exact job and precise location, I know roughly which county I will be in for the next 2 years, and it’s the one I wanted!
It was just generally a very good week, especially Wednesday. A surprise day off due to an admin error meant that I had a lie-in – always much appreciated, and my wonderful other half surprised me with an evening of relaxing before the dreaded job allocation day. I came home to a bath with bubbles and candle, a 3 course dinner, and a rare evening where both of us were home together.
Smiles all round!
Somebody press pause!! Life is hurtling along a bit at the minute! I only have 6 weeks left of the final placement of my course, and only a few days until I find out where life will be taking me after the summer.
This weekend we headed across country to see my boyfriend’s parents. It was lovely to spend time with them, and although part of the reason for going was a family funeral, it was great to be reminded how dynamic our families can be. Rows, bereavements and distances may split some ties wide open, but there are always new ones forming. We draw people in to our families, they become part of our story, and we become part of theirs. Families are not necessarily the ones you are first born into; they evolve around us, shaped by our lives and those of the people in it.
I have a wonderful family, and though I may not speak to them or see them half as much as I would like, I am so happy to have them as characters in my story. My smile this week is the one put there by the people I care about more that anything; my wonderful, totally crazy but undeniably awesome family!