A lot has changed for the better, finally. I’ve finished uni now, and although there is some angst over sitting some resits for a few failed units toward my final degree, my job has picked up from the last couple of months of depression that was there when changes began to happen, and everyone was down in the dumps for.
For one thing, the new changes, although have been difficult and challenging, they’ve definitely brought something different to the team I work with. A competitive side, which, despite much disagreement, I think has made working healthier then not. Obviously, no job is perfect, so there is always something that people are going to complain about, and when these people complain, it fuels that complaint to sounding worse than it actually is.
Fortunately for me, the past few months at work has served me well, and after this week it could not get much better, for I successfully have been granted a nice small promotion following up from my interview the Friday before. This is something I am particularly proud of myself for, as I was really convinced I wouldn’t obtain a place, and to be told that I really impressed people with how I handled the interview has really uplifted myself with confidence that I never thought I’d have.
I had told myself before I went for the interview, with the likeliness of me not getting the job, which it would still be worth going through the interview process just for experience for the future if any other similar job elsewhere were to arise that promised better or more life full-filling opportunities.
I got the good news whilst I was at home-home (home-home being where I lived before I left for university) visiting family, as my Uncle, whom resides in Australia was visiting with his daughter of 1 and a half years. Her name is Alice, and she is beautiful.
Now, as I write this post, I am on a train journey, Lincoln bound, to home, except I am going via Nottingham to visit some friends before returning to Lincoln tonight. I wish I had more than a week to spend with little Alice, so she would remember me for the next time she visits. She goes home today as well. Via Canada for a week first though. By the time she visits England again though, she would have forgotten myself, mum and her Poppa (I know Poppa might mean father to a lot of people, but Poppa is Grandfather to me in my family). I would love to visit her in Australia, but alas, that costs money, and money is something I do not have in this current time.
I’m still settling into my new home in Lincoln, in which I had decided to stay after I finished my university course, mainly because I want to remain independent after I finished university, although, as of this year, I do have family moving up here. My younger cousin has just moved to Lincoln for his university course, so I expect to see much of him now he’s here, which is great because back at home-home I didn’t see him that regularly compared to other family.
Seems that I will shortly be arriving at Derby, where I need to change for my train to Nottingham, so I’m signing off here for now, and will return to add more later. Toodles x
