Saturday, January 31, 2015

day 31

Some random thoughts at the end of my first month...

London
  • So far, not a big fan of this city. I'm willing to revise my opinion once spring arrives but omg.... the grey.... having a hard time living with so little sunshine.
  • The bus system here sucks worse than Winnipeg. Which is unfortunate, because I have a 40 minutes ride to campus. Would be a 12 minute drive if I had a car. It often takes me more than an hour to get home because my evening connections are so poor. Looking forward to biking season in a big way. 20 minutes and on my own schedule.
  • There are a LOT of head shops in this town.
  • People here say "ash-osh-i-AY-shon". What's wrong with good ol' ass?
  • Gas prices are actually competitive. As seen from the bus yesterday, 77.3, 83.9 and 87.4. This would never happen in Winnipeg.
My apartment
  • Despite my ambiguous feelings on London, I do love my apartment.
  • It's much easier to be tidy in a small space with no stuff.
School
  • School is intense! Not hard but we are overwhelmed with projects, papers and group work. Have 34 things due in 14 weeks. Will really need that break in April.
  • Groupwork. Ugh.
Life in general
  • Even though I'm stupidly busy, I'm still finding time to feel homesick. Thank goodness for technology. Don't know what I'd do if it wasn't so easy to stay in touch.
  • I looooooove my mother! And my sister! For taking such good care of Rufus and Lexi. And I love Marilee for sending me cookies!
  • I also love being able to see O more often. 3 weekends in a row? Just feels decadent.
  • On the job front, I'm officially unemployed. My part of the marketing project at Children's Hospital has wrapped up. Will be substitute teaching a distance ed course through Red River College starting in April but in the meantime I'm a student. Period. Feels good but scary!
  • Cleo is doing so well. I wouldn't say I've mastered giving her subcutaneous fluids but I'm having more success. She's eating, drinking, going to the bathroom, playing... She doesn't even seem her age, let alone sick. She has pretty much adjusted to living here and being an only cat. I know that she's nearly 17 and anything could happen at this point, but it's such a relief not to have to worry about her for the moment.


2 comments:

Karen L said...

I love how it's "Day 31", which reminds me of that cat diary, aka "Day 48 of my captivity..." ;)

this single spark said...

Haha! I hadn't thought of that. But ya, that's kind of how I feel....