The Twelve-Week Challenge: Day 24

Whereas yesterday was a busy and productive day, today has also been busy and productive, but in different ways.  Yesterday I was involved in general ways to improve my life, by jogging and gardening, but today I have concentrated once more on the areas where I need to achieve results sooner.  I did work on my essay, I have applied for several more jobs, both temporary and permanent, and have also made enquiries about a flatshare in London.


Most of the people I have spoken to (family and friends) believe that I should wait to find a job in London before moving there.  That would be the sensible option, but since I’m looking at temp jobs now as well, I don’t know how well viewed I will be seen by recruitment agencies trying to fill roles when I live 143 miles away.  Having done temp work before, it’s quite possible that an agency will phone you up and ask you to start the next day.  While I have a statement on my CV that I am willing to relocate “immediately”, the practicalities of this are somewhat not as conducive to this idea.

Of course, it’s a huge risk moving to a big city where rent and bills will be at least double and possibly triple what I pay now, without having a job.  But I do believe in taking risks, otherwise I wouldn’t be where I am today.  The rebel in me thinks I should do the exact opposite of what everyone else says, because, of course, I know best.  But do I?  Everything I’ve been through in the last few years has taught me that you have to strike a very delicate balance between taking a risk and thinking things through carefully.  Where the line is in this scenario is yet to be decided.

The Twelve-Day Challenge: Day 13

Maybe one of my problems is that I’ve always been ready to down tools and relax.  To treat myself to something, because I deserve it.  To take some time out, because I have worked so hard.  But really, have I?  I don’t believe I have worked as hard as some people.  In fact, I know I haven’t.  I’m always ready to give myself a break, even though I probably don’t deserve one.

I’m not trying to downplay what I have done, or what I’ve gone through.  It has been tough, very tough at times, as you’ll know if you’ve been following this blog at least a while.  But I think what I realise is, that I dread to think what would have happened had I really been working so hard and putting myself under even more pressure.

I have come close to burning out on more than one occasion in the last few years, so it’s nice to have weekends away like I’ve come on tonight, to just chill out, relax, enjoy some time with friends away from home.  I’ve just spent a couple of hours soaking in the hot tub in the garden, which was delightful considering it’s like 1 degree Celsius out there.  But I needed it.  And I know I will sleep tonight; not just because my cat, The Bish, isn’t there to wake me up, but because I can relax and not worry about having to get up for anything.

Anyway, as you can gather, I have done no university work or job application work at all today.  I haven’t failed in this challenge, because the challenge was to report my progress or not, each day.  I may be slightly late but get to know me and you’ll know that’s nothing unusual (and I did have a good excuse).  So I may not have done anything productive, but I did something just as equally important.  I made time for myself.