Tonight I am fed up because I spent the day trying my hardest to get a job I would have enjoyed at a school I really liked, but I wasn’t good enough. Meh. That really is all I have to say on the subject. Onwards and upwards. Back to the sinking ship.
I’ve spent the evening cutting 130 three and a half inch squares of blue fabric to piece myself back together.
… into this. More waves… I miss the sea…
Happy things: only three more sleeps until Orkney, where I have decreed the sun will shine, and the northern lights will dance. And I have just fifteen more days of being thirty-something, with LOTS of excitement planned.