It has been a strange little journey I have been on since I returned from the mother country. Part of me misses my homeland whilst the other continues to establish a life here in New Zealand, leaving me in a continuous state of betwixt and between. Still, I shall not grumble, just don’t ask me if I’m settled – what does that mean anyway?
My reactions to my buoyant behaviour have led me down some interesting paths recently – I did consider Art school and I almost bought a house but I reined myself in instead. I started an Art class and I’m enjoying it, I joined the gym to purposely punish my poor muscles and I have reasoned with myself to avoid buying big things like houses until the market settles down a bit – not that I could afford it anyway! I consoled myself with the prospect of looking for another rental property to settle those itchy feet of mine, though nothing has quite grabbed me yet.
I fancy doing something big and amazing this year, though I haven’t quite decided what, something creative and fun I think – I’ll let you know when I have a shortlist, ideas are welcome!
I’m trying to be more writerly these days as I attempt to stay at my desk and bash out a daily word count – I won’t tell you what it is as its quite pitiful in comparison to others – but I’m just working on the regular attendance aspect. I did consider tying my leg to the desk in the hope of staying put and avoiding distractions, but I figured I would be more likely to forget, get up anyway and knock my tea all over my laptop – ruining the machine and said work in progress anyway!
So here I am back in the saddle, writing away, trying new things and learning to ’settle’.
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