Welcome Home?

So I’m home now. I got home safe. Though it doesn’t really feel like home anymore.

I have to say it has been so weird being back. I came home and the smell in the house was unfamiliar and not that pleasant. It was probably a mixture of stale cigarette smoke and the smell of animals. My room for the most part didn’t look that different. Just had a load of stuff my mom put in there but hadn’t gotten around to putting away. I filled two bags yesterday of stuff I want to get rid of. One was trash the other was clothes for donation. As soon as today is over with I’ll be working on the desk filled with my mom’s stuff so I have spot to put things. Do really wish I had cable in my room again. The converter box my parents had been disconnected since I wasn’t here and they got me something to watch basic cable with but the damn thing turned off on its own last night to save energy and I haven’t been able to get it on again. I got two litter boxes in my room now. I don’t think I need two in here but what can ya do?

My flight home was hell. I was stuck between two people. One was a nice English woman who I didn’t speak to much but was kind. The other was some American guy that didn’t say two words to me and kept writing stuff down and making charts and drawings and wouldn’t stop moving around! I couldn’t watch the inflight movie which I had a feeling would happen but I couldn’t really pull out my laptop to watch one of the two films I got. I did watch them when I got home but I read a book, did some word searches and listen to music most of the time on the flight.

As far as me crying I did okay until I got on the plane from Chicago to St. Louis. I was having an issue with getting to my seat. I thought I was looking at the right one but I’m beginning to wonder if I was one row off. Anyway I ended up being the last one seated and had a flight attendant get a bit snippy with my row since they were letting me in. I felt it was unnecessary. That set me off with missing Mike. Then I when I saw my mom I was set off again. Yesterday I did okay for the most part but that would be cause I kept myself busy. But today I have feeling it’s going to be hard. I’d much rather just stay home and hid under the covers but we’re going to my aunts. I almost want to drive myself so I can go home when I want to but it’s been over a year since I drove.

I’m finding that I don’t really know what to do with myself. Beyond cleaning my room there’s not much to do. I’ve watched a few films, cleaned parts of the house while my parents were at work. Looked at wedding stuff online and for the venue and did do a little job searching. I don’t really know where to start with the job searching, I’m looking at retail stuff but also library work but I don’t want to do too much searching before I go see my former boss that has offered to help look at my resume.

I supposed to hang out with a friend and one of my bridesmaids on Sunday. I don’t know what to do. It’s really hard to do anything when you have no money. I do about 25 dollars but that’s it. And I’d rather use it on something I need. Plus I got stuff I need to get and I wonder if I should wait for that.

Anyway I might do some cleaning before we go.

Oh yeah my cat Indy (who I swear not only lost weight but shrunk!) has been so happy to have me back. She looked shocked when I came home but has been staying with me most of the time. Twice I’ve woken up at 4am with her sleeping right on top of my bladder, which has also make my need to pee more needed. My jet lag is kind of eh. Tuesday I took a nap when I got home and then went to bed after like 10 but I was awake at 4am, got up to go to the bathroom and wasn’t able to go back to sleep. Last night I went to bed at 9:30 and then stayed in bed after I woke up. I don’t remember if I fell back to sleep but I was up at 7. I have been taking it easy.

Anyway this might be my last post on here. I need to get sorted and then I think about the other blog. Hope everyone has a good Thanksgiving.

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Meet Me in St. Louis

My time here has an expiry date.

My flight out of England has been booked. And I got mixed feelings.

I’m coming home on the 20th and will be home just days in time of Thanksgiving celebrations. I’ll be seeing friends and family I haven’t seen in person in over a year and I’m pretty sure my cat will be jumping for joy.

But then I’m leaving behind the life I’ve gotten used to here, my new cat Grey who won’t know where I’ve gone and Mike my fiancé. Thankfully I’ll be seeing Mike at Christmas. And I know I’m coming back here. I just hate that a lot of things are coming to an end.

Like this blog for instance. This blog was only meant to be for my year here but I’m finding I quite enjoy it. I like putting stuff on here and sharing it. I find that little things like my photos and when I talk about my cats get a lot of notice. Photos I wasn’t that surprised by but the cats yes! lol

I am planning on having a different blog after this. I already got my wedding one up. I don’t know what to make the focus of my next one to be. I don’t mind it being about me and having it as a general blog. But then there’s the design and layout and the name of the blog and how often I want to update it.

There is one thing I want to crab about though. STA Travel. I have only used it once before this. It wasn’t for student prices I don’t think. Maybe it was but I first used it to get a flight home to St. Louis after going to Minnesota for week with a friend. She was staying cause it was her mom’s house and I had to come back to go to work. I had to call them because I didn’t know until a few days before I left that I deleted my flight ticket from my email. They claimed I needed a student card to prove I was a student because if I didn’t they ask for proof and I didn’t have any. I got the stupid card and it was never asked for and I never used it for the whole year I had it.

So back to today when I was trying to buy my ticket at a student price. I went all the way through until I got to a point where it was asking me for an ISIC card. I didn’t have one and I wasn’t about to pay for one to prove I was still a student. So I had to go back and redo everything and tweak things as far as not going one way (if you don’t know already, if you get a one way flight ticket, it will cost you more than getting round trip ticket) even though I’m not coming back to England for a year. So it was more expensive than the student price but it was less expensive than the other sites I was looking at. I guess I should start going through stuff and seeing what to keep here and what to take with me. I think I’m going to have to pay for a second bag but it is actually a lot cheaper than I thought. Just got to make sure it is under the weight limit.

Don’t think I will ever get anything through STA Travel again though. It really is a scam to demand a card from someone who has student ID as well as a passport that says I’m here on student visa. Oh well it’s all done now. Wish me luck! I’m not a very calm traveller when it comes to planes. I don’t think it’s the plane ride but the trying to get to the area in time and making the next flight. The biggest problem I might have in the flight is motion sickness and I’m out of my motion sickness pills. I’m sure I can get some though. See you soon St. Louis!

Life babblings…

This weekend has been a lazy weekend for me and my fiancé. This past week I was at my place in Leeds packing things up. My lease is up at the end of August and I don’t see myself going there much in the future before I move out. So I thought I’d pack things up to make it easier when I do move out. I’m not the only one. There were lots of students moving out this week and last. I’m pretty sure my neighbor next door already moved out because I wasn’t hearing drums, music or anime playing. I got far better sleep in the last week and a half then I have all year round there. Sadly though my funds are so low I’m worried about my bills. I don’t want to ask for help with them but if I don’t get some kind of work soon, I might have to.

So far I’ve applied for at least 7 or 8 jobs and signed up for the job shop at school (which I’m kicking myself for not signing up sooner). Hopefully something will come up soon. I don’t like having time taken away from my dissertation but it will help me manage time better. I have spent the better part of a week trying to transcribe one interview and I’m still not done. It pretty annoying how long its taken me and how exact I have to be on it. I don’t even know if I’ll be showing the transcript(s) to my supervisor. But I’d rather be safe than sorry.

So with packing up this week and thinking about how I’ve been missing home but also about how I’m going to miss being here. I’ve gotten so used to things around here with my way of transportation being either the bus, train or walking. How if I don’t walk enough my body throws a bit after a day of long walking. The little things I enjoying going out and buying or doing. The kitties, Mogs and Minnie. Being in Mike’s room either working, watching tv or just enjoying a lazy day in bed. I have such a lazy route here. At home I get up early because the day sun shines too much for me to sleep in much. But I’ll be happy to see my friends and family again, go down to Lake of the Ozarks when I can, see my cat Indy and Ruby the dog who is so annoying but at this point I don’t care what the slobber monster does, as long as I get to see her prance around outside. I’ll get to drive again and buy the foods I love and miss again. But it also means a change in my life.

I’ve never had a full-time job, I think the most I’ve worked is 30-35 hours a week and that was while being a full-time student too. I only had one night a week I could dedicate to hanging out with my friends (despite them bugging during the week many times and sometimes managing me to neglect my school work). This time I’ll have a 9-5 job Monday though Friday (hopefully) and have more time during the day. I’ll probably spend a lot of free time talking to my fiancé online like before I came to the UK. But I’ll have money to do stuff with friends and still be able to pay bills. I’ll probably see if I can still live with my parents depending on their plans for moving, otherwise I might just try to live with a friend temporary, at least until I marry Mike and am able to come back to the UK. I’m definitely going to make the most of my time back home since I’ll have a limited time until I move to the UK again for a few years. Then I’ll be back in the same place with Mike, working a different full-time job until we get bills lowered and savings up. Then we can think about coming to St. Louis again.

I’m excited and worried all at once. My life is changing which is no surprised, if you’re like me you always think about this kind of stuff but never expect it to happen. I know when I get pregnant for the first time it will likely just be as surreal. This is stuff I’ve dreamed about since I was little girl and it’s actually happening. I’ve known Mike for over 6 years. We talked about this briefly yesterday. With the entire time we’ve known each other, there’s always been something there. We made a lot of excuses at first for not being together, distance being the biggest one. Now we’re planning a life together. This is again a thing I always wanted but never expected to happen. I’m probably sounding pretty sappy and a bottle of wine can help with that :p (the local off license bought a bottle of the type of wine I like despite never hearing of it, it was to see if anyone would buy it. I did and it feels like home again in a way).

Anyway, I think I’m getting off topic here. Though I don’t know why I started this post other than to realize it’s been a week since my last post and I try to do this weekly.

So to recap. School is going well even if transcribing is annoying.

Job hunting is happening and hopefully going well.

Adulthood is catching up with me.

Coming home is catching up with me too and realizing I can’t win either way, I’m always going to miss something, whether it’s England and the people I met, Mike, my family and friends or St. Louis in general.

I’m glad of the experience I’ve gained. I wouldn’t change it for the world, even if I’ve found it hard at times. I always got something to tell the grandkids eh?

Anyway, until my next babbling…