Because this blog is behind I’ve been able to read the notes I wrote and reflect six months down the track. Which is strange because I feel bad about letting it get so out of shape but it’s interesting to look over what I was feeling at the time.
It appears I was freaking out, just ever so slightly (me, freaking out? I know I’m usually so cool, calm and collected- haha)! Anyway, the thoughts and scrawls I’d written jump crazily from one to the next.
Interestingly this week was the first of my second year in the UK. I was clearly unhappy in London but I didn’t think heading back to Australia was the answer. I didn’t really know what the answer was. I just couldn’t stay.
I made the decision to leave London. It was quick but it had to be done- it’s best to rip band aids off asap! I talked to Mike (who is probably the best manager ever- no he doesn’t read my blog, so I’m not technically sucking up) and he sorted a transfer to the Manchester office for me. I then made a plan to move to Leeds and live with Martine and Gareth.
Everything just fell into place. I could suddenly breathe again, relieved at the thought of ‘getting out.’ P.S I love London, it’s an incredible city but it’s so frantic ALL OF THE TIME!!!
The lesson that came from this week was that if you can take a step back from whatever situation you’re in and get some perspective it’s a wonderful thing! Learn to stop (before you blow a fuse), look (at yourself and what you want) and listen (to the answer comes to you). Yes, this saying does come from an ad that teaches kids how to cross a road. Simple but effective 😉
Apart from that big decision- it was a massively busy week!
I was in Manchester for work on Monday. Got the train back to London with Andrea and Paul. It was nice to chat to them outside of the office. I enjoy getting to know people, beyond just an every day work capacity.
Had dinner with Clara on Wednesday night. We hadn’t seen each other for ages so we ended up sitting in the restaurant for four hours without even realising how long we’d been there!
There was a work event on the Friday. Had chats with Steph and Anna whilst eating my way through everything in sight, as I substituting food for alcohol still.
The weekend was amazing! I went to Canterbury for Clare’s hen’s weekend. We got spa treatments at this beautiful old hotel. And ate high tea and swam. Went out that night- dinner and a pub-crawl. I didn’t drink one drop of alcohol and it felt so good. Maybe I never need to drink again!
The next day we had a nice breaky. Then the girls headed off. I stayed to check out Canterbury. Wandered around the cobble stone streets, then sat in the park and wrote in the sun. I didn’t want to go back to London. I knew for sure it was time to go…