You hear people using the phrase, “the difference a day makes”, well multiply that by thirty because it’s been a month and what an insane month it’s been.
I’ve gone from working eight hours a week, to thirty plus a week and a completely new job. So time wise, I’ve been severely lacking in any spare.
Life then forced me to adult and make a difficult life decision. I had to choose whether to accept an offer to study academic subjects or to accept an unconditional for contemporary art practice. I bit the bullet and decided to put myself through four years of, “what exactly are you planning to do with an art degree?”.
[Insert incoherent sobbing, with the odd wail of “I don’t know” mixed in, right about here.]
Then there’s the biggest life change of all. I now have a Greig.
To be fair I always had a Greig, but instead of being my friend Greig, he’s now my boyfriend Greig. It’s been about a month now and to quote the man himself, I don’t understand why we didn’t just go for it all those years ago. But we have now and he’s almost broken be enough to say nice things about him to you guys… Almost.
I can only hope you all had an Easter which left you all a bunch of happy bunnies and promise you to not disappear for extended periods of time again.