Well, here I am. I haven't written anything for ages. It's now half term and I feel like I can finally breathe and stop to write something. I'm tired. I don't feel like I've ever stopped being tired since starting this job and I have lots to do over this half term. I can't face it yet.
I'm thinking of changing my job/career. Although it is all I ever wanted to do, it's making me tired and I'm not sure I have the strength to last for what seems like an eternity. However, in saying this, I think it is something I may well come back to eventually (if I ever pluck up courage to leave and follow some other dream) I've been looking at doing a Masters in Translation and Interpreting Studies. I'm worried though, that I won't be accepted onto the course and that is if, I ever manage to apply on time etc. Also, I need money. Let's assume for a second I can get on to the course and cope with the inevitable pressure, will I ever get a job? I don't know. I would love to have a job which doesn't feel like it is crushing me and one which i can invariably feel I can get away from at times. I seem to be taking away the stress and I feel emotionally drained at the moment. Also, I fear, as I kind of feel it is doing, if I stay any longer, my love of my subject will disappear. I don't want that to happen. I am getting so caught up in the day-to-day chaos of it all, I have less energy and enthusiasm for languages. So an MA would give me chance to re-appreciate them and get back to finding a part of me that I feel is disappearing - the bit of me that loved discussing languages and how they worked.
Other news is that Alex has now gone to Europe, despite a delayed start yesterday. I miss you (I know you'll be the only one reading this) I got teary at the airport, despite the fact it is only a week. I think my fate has been determined for me regarding crying and airports; I can't help it. Ever since June 2005 when I had to leave Alex at the airport to go abroad and I cried. (With the obvious exception when we have gone on holiday together) I can't wait until you get back!
I went to the Trafford Centre today with Sonya. We were there only 2 hours and I managed to spend £68 although only £31.50 of that was actually on myself. it felt good to get out of the house and spend some time with Sonya.
I'm at home now, roasting. Wondering if I'll have any energy to do any work tomorrow. However, I am also thinking how much I love Sundays when you don't have work on the Monday.
P.S - I just got a text off Alex. Wish I were with him.
