Disclaimer, this blog is around four weeks behind! And was also written after a couple of Boxing Day wines…
Monday was probably the best start to the week one could ask for. My boss, ‘Sally we need to send someone to Canada to help Martine at the Teacher fair, would you be interested? ‘ Me- ‘Oh yeah I think I would be.’ Boom, will be heading to Toronto for 5 days. Stamp that passport.
Tuesday was even more exciting. I moved into my new place! Met the housemates and unpacked my suitcase(s). I have my own place, finally. Well, it’s shoe box of a room but it’s my shoe box!
The rest of the week flew by. It was filled with working, unpacking and the like. Thursday I went out with Mr John Perd (that’s not his real name, but it’s a long story). Cocktails in Holborn, dinner in China town, Spanish wine in a Spanish wine bar… It was a lovely evening.
What wasn’t lovely was getting up at 6am to pack for my long weekend in Germany the next day. Arg, work was hard! So hung over. But I wasn’t as bad as Lewis, who I think was still drunk. He did provide some good Friday laughs.
Euro star to Cologne with Kelly and Linda. Check in. Sleep.
Saturday was so much fun. We did the tourist thing, checked out the Cathedral which was incredible. Even walked up into the bell tower. Hit the Chritsmas markets- mulled wine, German sausages, wine, crepes, wine, fried potato and wine. Add in a bit of shopping- couldn’t ask for a better day.
For dinner we hunted down a snitzle and beer on the river. Later we met Linda’s friend-Kristy (her 30th coincidentally) and went to cocktail bar. Really great meeting more people. I chatted to one of the girls- Sarah, it was like we were already good friends. You know when you meet someone and you feel like you’ve always known each other. I love those moments.
Wandered back to my accommodation. Ran into a couple who were drinking Guiness from a beer jug, apparently it was a present for her dad. Sure. At least I have never done that. Had a 2am chicken kebab, because gee I needed more food.
Before I went to bed the girls in my dorm were up talking about their night. They mentioned this ‘old’ guy had cracked on to them, he was- 28, eek! It was funny though hearing their stories about the orange shirt guy, the gay guy, this guy and that guy. Reminded me of when I was young lol (yeah internet slang, like the youngens use these days, I should add a YOLO).
Next day we caught the train around to the rest of the markets. Ate more. Drank more. Shopped more. Then it was time to say goodbye. Amazing weekend but need sleep. And no more booze for a while, a week, or a couple of days at least. Hang on… you can get wine on the train!?
What was my lesson this week? Well, something happened that I never expected. I started to enjoy my 9 to 5. I enjoy helping people get work, I enjoy the people I work with and I even enjoy choosing my out fit to go to work in. But am I confused and just dressing up?
You know the saying- ‘fake it until you make it?’ What happens when that becomes your reality and you’re not sure if it’s the reality you want? Working out who you are and what you want can be difficult.
I’ve been questioning if I would like to do my job long term. And I’m not sure what the answer is. Am I hiding from myself and what I really want because I feel so far away from achieving my writing goals or am I content doing what I’m doing?
Stay tuned for the answer…
- Heading through border control- security asks me the purpose of living in the UK. Does searching for an English sugar daddy, so I can get a visa and stay permanently sound good? No, oh ok, it was worth a try
What I did that scared me:
- Walking up 500 steps to the top of cathedral, me don’t like heights!
- A new place
- A new country
- A new boy
- Forgetting to take my camera to Germany!
- Bus trip for what seemed like hours around Cologne with pointless facts about the city- this is the largest housing area, the pool is heated. Yep, that’s awesome
- Getting the distinct feeling that I may be too old to stay at backpackers…
What I learnt:
- To look at what I may be hiding from