This week is space

I decided to get my attitude together this week.

Monday, I was on call (so I don’t have to be at work till 1:00 pm) so I got up, got ready, walked into town, and bought a bicycle. Boom. After waiting and not making my mind up for what I want and not committing, I walked out with a bike. Actually I did about an hour later because he had to build it. Its just a normal hybrid bike, no suspension and way too many gears.

Tuesday, I had arranged to use some of the extra hours I earned with doing inventory and extra cleaning/organizing for out RCVS inspection to have only a half day of work. A few weeks back, I purchased a Wowcher deal for a color and cut in Knightsbrige for £39 instead of £200. I got ready, and changed into what I would wear to a yoga class, because I also tried to arrange to take a free yoga class at one of the fitness clothing stores I am a member of. Unfortunately I signed up to late and I was on the wait list, but at least now I had an excuse for what I would have worn anyway. I got there a bit early, so I roamed around Harrods, and I got lost. Honestly couldn’t find and exit. I finally escaped, and made my way to the hairdressers. He was a bit swamped so I told him I could come back a bit later. I went into Harvey Nicholl’s and had a pot of tea, and sent photographic evidence to me mum. It was supposed to be a girl cutting my hair, but she had to go to a funeral, so the owner of the business cut my hair!! I got told off for letting it go so long without a cut. Then a girl from Made in Chelsea came in!! She was asking about a flat he was advertising to let, and then she left, in her personally driven car. After the hair was all done, I ventured to Whole Foods, spent way too much money (Made me feel like I was back at home haha) and made my way home. I had several messages from my roomates asking where I was/ if I was okay. That’s how often I leave on a Tuesday I guess.

Wednesday was not as succesful. I had recently signed up for Pilates, and my first session was at seven, I was supposed to leave at six, but didn’t end up leaving till nine thirty at night. And since I reschedualed it not 24 hours before, it counted as a class. Darn! But the good news is that I now feel more confident in hitching up the flatbed trailer and bringing a euthanized horse down to the post mortem building and hoisting it into the refrigerated room. My job people, my job.

Today was better, Good news, I am no longer anemic according to new blood results, they didn’t tell me what to do as far as my 3 times a day pill, so I reduced it to one. Then I made sure I was out of work at five because I had rescheduled Pilates at seven. On my home, I got my first flat tire. But these polish people across the road at a car service waved me over screaming they have air. Oh geeze. I let them put air in it, knowing that it wasn’t going to hold…it didn’t, so I said thanks and was on my way. Now what I will be doing tomorrow morning before I start my joyous weekend of being on call.

speaking of joy, I have been experiencing joys of living with a billion people and their animals. I seem to be annoying the landlord that I put my bike in the garage, i got told off that I  will ruin cars paint jobs if I lean my bike against cars (against a rusty land rover, for two seconds, really?) Then there was a group email sent saying to not lock the dogs outside in the morning because they will whine and it wakes him up. But I locked them out one time this morning because they are incredibly annoying and I would like to not have to deal with them on my way through rooms. I should start cooking garlic and Brussels sprouts for breakfast again( sorry grandma and grandad!!). That will show em. I won’t. Ill just complain about it in my blog. Much better.

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On that note….

I guess the good thing about a blog is that you can look back at what you have written, and just laugh.

Today is a new day, and I should not spend my time sulking about things! I definitely have enough things on my to do list to keep me busy until the Spring, and just need to go do them. I will be able to drive fairly soon, so that will open up a lot more opportunity.  And work is going to be work whatever I do.

Happy Monday!

Catch up part two

I decided to take a break from doing my blogs. But since today I am not really doing anything, I figured I would play catch up.

Yesterday was a great day out with the roomates. We went to Kew gardens, and the sun was out the entire day! Amazing! I have also seen some more markets and cool places in London. I almost had another day trip to Brighton, but train repairs got the best of me and I walked around London some more.

I have finally passed mt theory drivers test and am taking my practical on the 15th of September.

Work is, meh.

To be honest, there are more bad days than good. It’s pretty boring. But the other day, I did win a bet against a student on the outcome of one of the patients, and he had to bake  me a cake.

It’s an ongoing routine of getting up, walking into work, ready for a good day, good attitude, full of energy. By the time I am walking home, Im upset, frustrated, and want to just go home. When it’s busy and there is a lot going, its fine. For example, my Thursday night on call I ended up having worked for 24 hours due to three colic surgeries. Its not very rewarding when they all die though. And when I am on call, I find random places at work to sleep because I cant be bothered to walk back in the pitch black and the bike I was borrowing lost its pedals.

Its almost time to go to France! I am excited to be a part of the world games, although I haven’t gotten any information about where I actually need to be.

I have some thinking to do. I have a to do list of places I want to do in England and Europe, and  when those are all completed, I think it will be time to come home. I feel like I can accomplish more of this, and within a reasonable time frame, if I am not being held back by a silly job.

I know I sound like a spoiled brat when I complain about my job that a lot of people would love to have. I remember when I came to visit the college, when I left I was thinking to myself about how I probably wouldn’t like to work there, then they offered me a job and I took it. My opinion hasn’t really changed. I have been there since February and I still haven’t bought a bike like I said I would.

I really need a better work life balance. When I was at Comstock, I would have way more good days than bad. And I was working really hard. Then I would hike up in the mountains at sunset to blow off some steam or just relax. Or go soak my feet in the river by my house. Not here. There are pictures of me being out places with freinds, but that like once or twice a week. When I am not there, I am sitting here in front of my computer, or the television downstairs. Boo! Basically, I think that I need to do my to do list, have another round of visiting family, and come home.

On that note, here’s a picture of my Thursday night/morning ( sorry for the hand gestures, it just seemed appropriate at the time hahaha)Double Colic

Catch up!

Here’s the post I saved about my half marathon a couple months ago when my blog decided to not cooperate.

What a great weekend I had!

Friday night I went to a comedy with lisa. Just a small one in St. Albans, and I even got picked on from the back row. I don’t get it. 

Saturday, I gathered my things and hopped onto the train to Edinburgh. I brought my theory test study manual book with me for some light reading. Luckily there was a great view out the window due to the nice weather. I finally made it up to Edinburgh, and took a cab to Penicuik….the plan was to take the bus, but it would take 48 min to get there (59 stops, if you will) and I would be looking for the “key under the bin” in the dark. So the cab was much faster. The driver was talking to me about being left handed, the laws of attraction, veterinary medicine, and running. I got a ten pound discount! Hoorayy! I found the keys after a bit of confusion, dropped my stuff, walked to get some groceries, and cooked a delicious chicken pesto pasta for dinner. By the time I was eating, it was about ten thirty…probably a bit late. The flat was AMAZING. So nice, and clean, and modern. And Fred the cat was extremely friendly, and hungry (but I was warned hes a big liar).. I sat around watching the Coldplay live from Glasgow concert while playing with fred and his mouse on a string toy. I coulndn’t stay asleep very much that night, so I got up and got ready so I could catch the 5:46 bus back into Edinbugh. I had a delicious stack of premade american style pancakes with a load of maple syrup. The bus fare was only£1.50!! and it didnt stop 59 times…

 

So I was at the bag drop way too early so I stood around, chatted a bit, stretched a bit, ate a few skittles, and drank some water. I then decided to drop my stuff, which meant I had to take off my jacket, boo. I still had about 30 min till the start, when all the heavens opened up and it was pouring it down. I was getting soaked, and it was so so cold!! I was telling myself that I wasn’t going to run and I was going to sit somewhere. But then my logical side of knowing that I just had pasta and pancakes and skittles told me that I better be running 13.1 miles or Id be in big trouble. So I hid under a tree. The big drops of rain were much better than the showering of the wide open. 

Then the countdown to the start FINALLY happened, I leaped out of the bushes, and made my way in the crowd past the start line. For a while the pace was like turtle speed, but then it got to a point where I could move past people. I think that I gave the wrong projected finish time, because I was passing people the whole time. I was told its like that most of the time anyway. I can;t remember how far through the race I was when there was already these anorexic looking men walking back with their finisher shirts and medals. SO FAST. 

 

I could go on forever about all the details of the run, but I won’t. It was a sprint to the finish with this guy who tried to get past me. My inner track and field came out, and I left him in the dust! Then there was the finish zone getting my medal, a chocolate milk and a few skittles later, I was walking the 2 mile journey to the shuttle back to Edinburgh (the finish was in Musselburgh… I spelled it wrong..) I found out later that that was the shuttle that organized people had signed up for and paid for online to use.. and it was sold out. Oopsies! Since I made it back of the shuttle in good time before the train, I walked around the city center for a bit. The stairs were a bit tough this time around, and I stepped in a huge puddle, submerging both ankles, just before I got on the train, which was the wronf one I bought tickets for. I made it into Newcastle where I was picked up by my grandad, and we had a nice dinner, and I passed out on their new recliner (part of the three piece suite) We spent Monday morning enjoying the sunshine and catching up on everything. It was great to see them, and they are off on their cruise soon! I got back on the train, got into Potters bar after having to go into London first, bought some groceries, and walked home. Luckily, I didn’t have to cook my dinner because they were all doing a takeaway order. I haven’t had a takeaway in forever, so I think after Sunday, I am allowed (Just keep telling yourself that haha) So I had a delicious prawn pad Thai with some veggie spring rolls. I wasn’t really sore or anything. I think I was more sore from sitting on trains forever. 

 

Hooray for payday tonight at midnight!! And a four day work week!! I am going rock climbing with Jordan Saturday, and a yoga session, then going into Camden town for the night. Today was really fun. the entire pedal and rod of my bike fell off, and I walked through the mud pits to work. Then after setting up for a surgery, they decided they couldn’t do it, Since that was really the only thing on the schedule, I spent the day cleaning and organizing. Then A pen exploded in the boiler suite and I am still trying to get off my hand. hahaha good times.