One Month Out

Welp, it is official - I have been in England for one month now. Kinda strange to think about. Sorry for not photo today. I have not been taking many photos at all since being here. I should probably get on that so everyone can better know what I am up to these days.

The last month has been a great one. I am all settled in and part of a routine for the most part. Its nice. I enjoy having a bit of normality in my life. Particularly since in reality I do not have much going on. Its very nice in some ways, and kinda not in others. What I mean is, its strange to be on such an extended holiday. I have not had a job in several months. The break has been wonderful. I enjoyed spending time with people before I came over and it has been very nice to just relax and take my time getting settled here. But it is coming to a point where I would prefer to be productive. Sure, I keep plenty busy spending time with Alex and job hunting. It would be nice to feel like I am making progress though. All in good time I suppose. I have a few mini-maybe-job leads. My fingers are crossed that something will come out of them once the correct people are reached and get back to me. This whoe job thing is such a slow moving process. But, then again, I have only been here a month and everyone is struggling to find jobs these days. Its really no wonder I have yet to find something. The right theng will come along eventually.

I must admit that it is a bit strange living in someone else's house. It feels wonderful to be here, but I have yet to make it a home for myself. Don't think I will be able to until Alex and I have a place and I have found a job. Til then I am so very grateful for being able to stay here, in the Kubara household.

It is very strange, as I have saying, to live in someone else's house though. Among other people's things with no real space of my own. Of course, Alex provides me with more than enough. I most certainly have all I need and more. And I do have a bit of my own space on loan from Alex. Which is very nice. It still is a bit odd.

I am not used to living with people. I have been on my own for the most part for years. Doing what I want when I want and how I want. Accommodating for a household of people who will someday be in-laws but are not yet is....well, strange. That is the best way I can put it really. Not cooking for myself all the time. Having to eat when others are eating. Not playing my music loud. Not being able to get ready at my own pace. Having to share a bathroom and make sure I am not using it when others that have actual responsibilities need it. Not getting to watch the tv shows I want. And worse, having to suffer through all of the episodes of M*A*S*H and sports. Telling someone when I am leaving the house alone and where I am off to. All adjustments I have had to make. Do not get me wrong, I am not complaining. It is just an adjustment that I have come to accept this last month.

It all is most certainly worth it for the time being. But I very much look forward to moving past this awkward stage and actually having a life of my own. It will come with time, when the time is right. I am (surprisingly) not getting impatient about it. I am just letting people in on the oddities I stumble upon in this new life I am starting.

Now, I must be off to create a pretend name for a pretend persona I am playing in a few months. Best be hitting the net for some costume ideas before making my way to the charity shops. I love getting all dressed up!