The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 41

I guess it’s not really surprising, considering that today is Good Friday here in the UK, but today actually has been a good Friday for me.  I’ve applied for a job, found several others to apply for, and done some research into my Janet Evanovich assignment.  And that was on top of shopping and spending time with family.

One thing I did realise today, is that the deadline for BUNAC’s Work America Programme closes in four days.  Four days!!  I hadn’t realised the deadline was so soon.  This means that I now have around three days to decide whether to take up the opportunity of those nice people at the US Embassy offering me student work visa for the summer, for the last time.  It’s very tempting, and it’s probably the last opportunity I’ll have where someone hands me a US visa on a plate.  But the sensible part of me just wants to settle down with a job and somewhere to live; not to delay the start of my future life any longer.  I’m torn; I really don’t know what to do.  As well as me, there’s also my cat, The Bish, to a consider.  He’s currently residing in a local cattery, which I’d booked him into when I thought I was going to China.  As I’d decided to visit my mum, and have a week in London, I decided to leave him to have a little holiday.  Although I’m not sure he will be so happy about it when I pick him up in just over a week.  Anyway, I’m not sure if I could leave him as he’s getting older now.  But as I’ve always said, I wouldn’t want to be stopped from doing something like going abroad by a pet, but it is difficult.  He is part of me and has got me through some difficult times.  I’ve missed him while he’s been away this week.  While we still have Matt Damon, the guinea pig (I’m not sure I ever told you that story, but I’ll save it for another day), it’s just not the same as cuddling Bish.

So, if anyone has any suggestions for what I should do, in the next stage of my life, answers  on an e-postcard are always welcome.

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The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 42

Today, to all intents and purposes, I did my best to both apply for jobs and work on assignments.  But I guess it was one of those days where it wasn’t going to happen.

On the train to visit my mum, I read The Cambridge Companion to Crime Fiction, as part of my project on Janet Evanovich’s series on female bounty hunter, Stephanie Plum.  When I got on the train, I sat at a table, where it looked like I was going to be the only one sat there.  I started to spread my stuff out a little bit.  Then a group of people got on, three men sat at my table, and their two lady friends at the table opposite.  From their conversation, they were going on holiday, and were in a very holiday-y mood.  Which was nice for them.  Not so nice for me, who was trying to work in the tiny space I had.  They were laughing and joking, which was fine, but it didn’t leave me wanting to look all swotty on the train.  Even after they got off at the first big stop, another mother and daughter got on and sat opposite me on the table, and I decided there wasn’t much point in doing anything in the half hour I had left until I had to change trains.

Tonight I decided to have a search online for some jobs, and I found one I like the look of.  It’s only part-time, but the money’s good, and could leave me with time do writing or another job of some sort.  I decided tomorrow would be a good time to do my application, since I’d had a glass of wine with dinner, and was just finishing a Tia Maria with lemonade., is enough.

I kind of feel like I don’t really know what to write in today’s blog.  Maybe I’m winding down for the Easter weekend, or maybe I just haven’t done anything particularly worthwhile today.  But it’s good not to be feeling down.  To be looking to the future, with positivity, is enough.

 

 

The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 20

Today has been a fairly productive day, although not as much as I would have liked.

On the future side of things, I got my application in for the US summer internship, so now all I have to do is wait with my fingers crossed.  I also started a cover letter for another internship in London.  The closing date is tomorrow so that will have to be finished tomorrow.  Yes, I know I am a last-minute person.

While I was relatively organised in applying for jobs before the closing date, somehow the realisation that tomorrow is Friday has crept up on me (maybe because I have two, five-minute presentations to do at uni, although how I could forget that I have no idea.  I blame my age). I basically have to outline what I’m going to do in my final project for that class.  They are unmarked, but mandatory.  Kinda like your first year of university.  All your tutors tell you that the first year doesn’t count; as long as you get at least 40%, you’re through to your second year.

I hadn’t intended to have arrived at Thursday evening without any substantial progress on my presentations.  But considering I arrived back from dinner with friends at around 8pm and suddenly realised I didn’t even know what film I was going to use for one of my projects, that was a slight problem.

All you have to do, I told myself, was go through your DVD collection.  Pick something that you know like the back of your hand, and apply all that American Studies stuff you’ve learnt over the last three, no four years, and Bob’s your uncle.  Sounds easy, but I struggled to even pick a film, let alone apply any academic theory to it.

I even watched Steve Martin’s 1989 film, Parenthood, thinking I would do something about fatherhood in the 20th century.  I watched the whole film, and in the end decided that I would go with Bridesmaids instead.  I’ll write about the role of the 21st century woman, or something like that.

My other presentation/project will be on Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series of books.  As you’ll know if you’ve read some recent blogs, I’ve been working my way through the first couple in the series.  I’m going to look at Stephanie and her love/hate relationship with copy Joe Morelli.  There’s a big battle of the sexes going on there which should give me plenty to write about.

Anyway, I just noticed the time and think I should get myself to bed soon, and set my alarm for earlyish in the morning.  I’m not like other students, I can’t pull “all-nighters”.  I need my sleep, and would rather get up early and stare the deadline right in the face to get what I need to done.

Day 20.  Roll on the end of this challenge.

The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 19

As you will know if you’ve just read https://33andlostinlife.wordpress.com/2013/02/27/mirena-and-the-hymen/, today hasn’t been a particularly great day, part of a rather tearful week.  However, I did get out in the garden today, to sit in the sunshine for a while, and finish Janet Evanovich’s Two for the Dough, the second book in the Stephanie Plum series.   Having finished the remaining 245 pages, I’ve now started on Three to Get Deadly.  I’ve really done nothing else productive today, except read and take notes.

I’m aware that tomorrow is the deadline for a US internship I wanted to apply for.  I will get the application in, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.  I’m a last-minute person, always have been, and probably always will be.  So hopefully tomorrow, I shall have more to report.

 

 

The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 18

Hard to believe that today is Day 18 of this challenge.  But time marches on, and I have been reminded of that today.

Today, at 9:45am, my divorce petition was due to go before a judge.  It was not necessary for me to attend; after three years of separation, it is merely a formality.

It is not that I am especially disappointed to be getting divorced, although I am sad that my 10 year relationship could have been reduced to this.  More that I had expected to have achieved more in my life over these last three years.  I thought I would be happy in another relationship by now, but in reality I am no closer to having a relationship than I was three years ago.  I have been out with many guys, but, really none of them could be described as boyfriend material.  As well as the relationship issue, I should have graduated from university last year, but I suspended my studies due to lack of concentration and motivation, and therefore I don’t have my degree yet.  I still feel like everything is not yet within my grasp, like I’m being teased with it, like a carrot on a string.

Shortly I will receive my Decree Absolute, and this will mean the true end of my marriage.  Along with the last few university assignments, this will signal the end of an era, the close of a chapter.  The start of a new volume.  Like the rest of The Twelve-Week Challenge, the end is something to aim for.

Preparing for one of my presentations due on Friday has taken precedence today.  I have been reading Janet Evanovich’s Two for the Dough, the second book in the Stephanie Plum series, and making notes for my assignment that I have entitled “Battle of the Sexes: Femininity vs Masculinity in Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series”.  If you haven’t read any Stephanie Evanovich, I suggest you do.  Think Bridget Jones with a gun.

Aside from my presentation prep, my dissertation has been put to one side until the presentations are out of the way.  Tomorrow will be a day for applying for some internships that close on Thursday.

All in all, I think I’m doing ok today.  Although that could just be the White Zinfandel talking.  But there’s only this blog standing between me and my bed.  Time to switch off The Doors playing through Spotify.  This is The End.  Time to Break on Through to the other side.  Night night, y’all.

 

The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 5

After last night’s positive networking, I have to say I’m struggling to work on my CV.  I had a look at a few publishing jobs, noted the closing dates, but when it came to finishing the update of my CV, there was something stopping me.  I’m hoping it’s because I’ve had two late nights in a row and that I’m just tired, so I closed down my CV and decided to do some reading instead.

Janet Evanovich’s One for the Money is about a thirty-something called Stephanie Plum who in desperate need of cash becomes a bounty hunter.  In all there are 19 novels in the Stephanie Plum series.  I’ve been stockpiling them since last summer because I knew that book number four, Four To Score, was on my reading list.  When I finally starting reading the first book about a month ago, I was hooked.

Stephanie Plum is funny, experiences life on a par with Bridget Jones, and has about as much luck with men as I do, if the first book is anything to go by.  I will soon have the first book finished, with only 30 pages to go, and then I’ll be starting on the second.

In case you’re wondering what this has to do with my Twelve-Week Challenge, I’m doing a degree in American Studies.  I get to write assignments about thirty-something female bounty hunters.  It’s not an idea for what to do after the twelve weeks is up.  Or is it?  😉