Yesterday was one of my toughest day so far. I woke up in a panic at 07:20 on Sunday so I could travel down to Victoria Coach Station with a good friend who had spent the night at my flat. She had an early coach to catch so I decided to tag along as this would be the last time I’d see her in a while. The journey down was smooth and thankfully I was feeling neither exhausted or hungover. We found her departure gate, hugged and said our goodbyes….
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Before this ‘moving to Australia’ thing really kicked into gear I often wondered what the most likely source of stress would be and how I would cope with it. Things like organising shipping and finding somewhere to stay when we first land in Sydney have been stressful, but in a very brief way like the song Egg Raid on Mojo. For very brief moment it’s all consuming, but then a solution is found and the problem walks off hand in hand with the stress. Something which my male brain can…
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Upbeat, optimistic, excitable – these three words combined have never been used to describe me. Maybe one. Rarely two. But never, ever all three at the same time. Despite that little fact, this is exactly how I’ve felt about my upcoming transhemispheric relocation. Think that people have been so shocked by my optimism that a few of them have taken me aside for a brief confessional. Not actually wishing for me to breakdown and admit that I’m totally dreading the move, but maybe that I would express some doubts or…
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