Since my last post I've been working pretty much everyday (today is my second day off - the first wasn't really a day off as I had lots of things to sort) I didn't even get to do all the things I had planned the morning of that post. On my way to the art shop I got a phone call asking if I could work that afternoon. But hooray for work - it means I can move out faster than originally planned. I now have the task of trying to find a suitable place to live. I'm not having much luck so far, but it's still early days I guess. Everywhere I've found is either too expensive, or too far from my job....or advertised by people who come across as lunatics! The joys of shared housing!

I've spent the day browsing charity shops, book shops and occasionally stopping for a coffee and newspaper break. My only purchases were 2 dusty books from a second hand book shop which is closing down. One on family psychology the other on morals. They will find their way into some work when I get the space to make some!
I really wish I had the space (and equipment) to make work here. My hands have nothing to do and I feel like I'm wasting time. I am not used to having 'free time'.

My free time this evening will be spent making food for my sister, then going to meet my other sister and others in the pub. Not very productive, but still a pleasant way to 'waste' time!

arrival

So, I have arrived. I'm still settling in and trying to get used to the idea that I don't have to leave. It's most odd!

I've spent the last few days trying to find some form of paid employment so I don't have to live on my sisters floor forever more. I can assure you that it's not the most comfortable of arrangements! So anyway, I might have almost got a job. As most things I do it's not entirely straight forward. I've done a day there, which I thought was just a one day thing, but have to go back in on Monday to discuss things further. Fingers crossed as it seems like a great place to work. If it does fall through there are still plenty more options.

Today I am taking a break from job hunting, just taking a break in general really - I haven't stopped for weeks with all the packing, moving etc. I'm so tired so today will be time for me. Time for me to catch up on all the things I missed being able to do when I lived out of the city. The simple things...I shall wander down to the art shop, stop off for a coffee somewhere, read the Guardian (this was never to be found in shops at home) browse charity shops for fabulous junk that can be transformed, visit the fabric shop and then return to the flat where I shall play with my new treasure and hopefully get some new things in the shop in the next couple of days.

Simple things I miss about home already - freshly picked salad leaves, my bed, the cat, fresh air (and nice skin - my skin has decided it doesn't like city air any more) , the view from my studio.