Uni has finished. I have moved house. I have started a new job. I am living with the Bearded One. I have lost two wonderful pets. All in about three week.
And it turns out that real life is much harder A.U. – after uni. Before uni (B.U.) it was get up, go to work, come home, cook dinner, sit in front of the tv, go to bed, repeat. But now I have dreams and goals and aims for my life and friends I want to spend time with and a new home to explore.
I honestly never thought life would be so hard to juggle. And this is not in any way a complaint. I have loved moving away from Bristol, despite leaving my friends and family behind me. I love the fact I can share this wonderful village and countryside with them when they come and visit me, and the fact that when we see each other we will have so much to catch up on. But I miss living with some of my best friends. Granted, I am living with one of them, but the rest are a long way away when you need a girlie catch up.
One thing that has been easier than anticipated is living with the Bearded One. He is a wonderful housemate. He cooks, he cleans, he makes me write when I need to and we can snuggle up together on the sofa in the evening. After two years of long distance where the best we had was Skype it’s something we are still grateful for every night.
But fitting everything in – that’s not going so well yet. We have had a mad weekend of socialising during the annual beer festival that takes place a few miles up the valley. It was great to get to know the Bearded One’s pals up here, and one thing I did miss about uni was having guy friends. I grew up with two big brothers so was always used to having lots of guys around. Everyone is so friendly and lovely up here and after a few ales we were getting along like a house on fire.
A note of sadness is the passing of two of my wonderful pets. First of all, the irrepressible Bean (the bunny) left us very suddenly just before I moved up country. His poor little heart was too full of love and he went during the night. I found him the next morning and the amount of affectionate comments I had from the many people who had met him genuinely touched me. He is greatly missed but I know he’s hopping around with some great company up there. He was joined not so long ago by my parents beautiful German Shepherd Belle, a sprightly puppy of 14 who was put to sleep. She was one of the most beautiful dogs I have ever know and I considered her one of mine even though I never lived with her. I know my parents were devastated by her passing but it was the worst kind of situation where it was the best thing for her. A couple of downs in my crazy valley of a month!
As for writing. The blog has been seriously neglected due to lack of an internet connection. That is somewhat fixed thanks to our lovely next door neighbours being more than generous but it does mean I have felt rather cut off from the blogosphere. The novel is still coming along though. My new goal is to have first draft finished in order to start a new project (or rather reincarnate an old one) for the July Camp Nanowrimo. I’m so close to finishing draft one that I almost want to skip the remaining chapters and go right to the end.
Overall though I’m incredibly happy and at peace right now. It’s the right kind of manic for me and I hope it doesn’t slow down – not really. I mean, life is pretty short, and you have to make the most of it while you have it. Right?