||[Jul. 12th, 2008|11:38 pm]
so it's been a while...
I was going to abandon LJ for good, but there comes a time in ones life when writing/sharing becomes necessary/theraputic.
Life has been a little too crazy and stressful lately. Not to say that I have more on my plate than others, but I wonder sometimes how I haven't developed some horrible stress related illness...or at least ulcers. I knew it would come to this when I decided to move to the UK, but I imagined it would be easier somehow.
I started a new job working in libraries across Newcastle. Instead of hiring you at one location, they cast you to the winds and you can land at any of the 18 branches at any hour of the day. Saying this sucks is putting it mildly. You never work with same people and each branch does things differently. How I am suppose to become a competent employee through this system I have yet to figure out. That's not mentioning the language barrier (just cause they speak english doesn't mean you can understand it). For example just a FEW of the words I encountered today:
ticket = library card
discharge = check out
zed = z
canny = nice
lush = attractive/nice
skint = broke
We are not talking about a light English accent here...we are talking "ghetto" Geordie.
In addition to this new job, I am writing my dissertation (which is suppose to be "higher quality" than previously turned in work) and volunteering at Mslexia, a women's literary journal, three times a week. Add to this the fact that I am properly skint, will be homeless in two months, and will quite possibly be saying goodbye to Cassie who will probably have to go home in two months.
Not sure how much more I can handle right now on the stress meter. I keep telling myself to take one day at a time...but man, there is just sooooo much to worry over right now. Turning 29 was like a, "OH CRAP!" wake up call. This is my adult life--and it's off to a crazy fast start. The MA program at Newcastle was a reality check, not much else. It made me realize a lot of things about having a writing life and made me make a lot of dream shattering decisions. I haven't even mentioned being horribly homesick. And now, once again it's nearing a time of transition.
I want to put down roots and find home again!