…it’d be so hard to blog every month (MONTH!) when I still remember a time it was every minute.
Why is it hard?
Because it has no purpose, I think. When I first began, eight years ago, I was living somewhere I’d moved to basically on a whim, where I knew barely anyone. It didn’t matter whether I blogged anonymously or not (well, or so I thought, but that’s a different story) because my life such as it was had no direct correlation to my blog. They were completely discrete. Now of course that isn’t the case. I don’t need to tell most of you guys what is going on with me because I see you all the time. Or you’ve friended me on fbook. Or you follow my Twitter feed (which I basically just use for moaning – I may rename it my Witter feed.)
I use Facebook particularly how I used to use 20six. Although my oldest blog is a mere shadow of its former self (all those photos vanished forever) you can still see that in amongst the long rambly posts there were lots of brief updates, usually with a picture.
So, if it has no purpose, why am I still doing it…?
I don’t know.
Anyways, some updates.
UNI: I am within spitting distance of the end of the module. It has been so difficult. SO. DIFFICULT. I’ve cheated and signed up to do Advanced Creative Writing next term. And once that is done (hopefully without as much wailing and gnashing of teeth, though we’ll see) I will finally have my degree. I started uni in 1998. Hm.
WORK: You know I still think of it as my new job, despite having been here longer than the IoP. Which is weird. I’m still bowled over by the lovely kitchen every morning. It’s a good place to be. Not that the IoP was a bad place to be – certainly I’ve been invoking my old line manager during the organisation of my sis’ hen weekend (at the end of the month, eeep!) and its helped immeasurably. Who writes an action plan for a long weekend? Turns out I do.
NOT WORK: In a brief panic I would be a fat bridesmaid I attempted to take up running. On my first outing I walked a minute/ran a minute. On minute eight I was a bit sick in my mouth and had to stop. I guess I need to start smaller/embrace the paunch. Oscar is lovely and has completed his star chart, thus earning himself a fish tank. He just has to complete it again to earn the fish to go in it. I’ve been a bit sort of out of the loop because me and Chaunce have been totally loved up since the hols – a bit like when you get a new boyfriend and you drop all your mates. But now have plans to see all of my absolutely favourite people (well, with a notable exception) over the next fortnight, so I’m coming back out of hibernation.
See you guys soon!
xxMxx
