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My family arrives today, which is 'yay'. But my house is a mess, which is 'boo'. I'd meant to be doing a lot of packing and cleaning and such during my unemployment, but searching for jobs eats up a lot more time than I thought it would, and cleaning up after other people is dispiriting when those people aren't likewise cleaning up after you. *sigh*
At least I got a bit of wardrobe-purging and possession-organising done -- except that now my room is covered in clothes, and so many of them are "maybes" that I don't know whether to pack away, put away, or give away. But, on the even-more-of-a plus side, I came home yesterday to find that, for the second time in the year that I've lived here, someone else had mopped the kitchen. Amazing. Now I just have to clean the shower, a task done by not-me all of once in the last year, and that time poorly. And tidy and sweep the living room, and maybe a bit of the kitchen (but lovelovelove to current temporary housemate[s], who actually keep the kitcen reasonably clean).
Then more of the WTDWTROML. My phone was uncharacteristically busy yesterday afternoon, ringing like every 20 minutes all through the afternoon. One of these was a local book-and-stationary shop telling me they didn't need emergency holiday cover after all (which was nice, jobs like that don't often call you back); another was People & Planet telling me I didn't get their internship. At least now I know.
Current plan B is to move to Edinburgh? Maybe? My thinking was that if I moved to Southend with Harry, I wouldn't know anyone and would only be there for a year, whereas if I went to Edinburgh I at least already know several people, am semi-involved with local climate activists, and could realistically live there "forever". But now Harry's course has moved to London, where I also already have several friends (albeit more spread out) and there would theoretically be more job opportunities, even for things I might actually want to do "forever". But... it's London. Ugh.
p.s. Meme from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aberwyn. I gave up memes but I think this one's sweet:
"If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal."
At least I got a bit of wardrobe-purging and possession-organising done -- except that now my room is covered in clothes, and so many of them are "maybes" that I don't know whether to pack away, put away, or give away. But, on the even-more-of-a plus side, I came home yesterday to find that, for the second time in the year that I've lived here, someone else had mopped the kitchen. Amazing. Now I just have to clean the shower, a task done by not-me all of once in the last year, and that time poorly. And tidy and sweep the living room, and maybe a bit of the kitchen (but lovelovelove to current temporary housemate[s], who actually keep the kitcen reasonably clean).
Then more of the WTDWTROML. My phone was uncharacteristically busy yesterday afternoon, ringing like every 20 minutes all through the afternoon. One of these was a local book-and-stationary shop telling me they didn't need emergency holiday cover after all (which was nice, jobs like that don't often call you back); another was People & Planet telling me I didn't get their internship. At least now I know.
Current plan B is to move to Edinburgh? Maybe? My thinking was that if I moved to Southend with Harry, I wouldn't know anyone and would only be there for a year, whereas if I went to Edinburgh I at least already know several people, am semi-involved with local climate activists, and could realistically live there "forever". But now Harry's course has moved to London, where I also already have several friends (albeit more spread out) and there would theoretically be more job opportunities, even for things I might actually want to do "forever". But... it's London. Ugh.
p.s. Meme from
aberwyn. I gave up memes but I think this one's sweet:"If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal."
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no, I'm not kidding. The pysch dept has streamlined its participation system and now there are lots of studies to sign up for. I'm making 31 pounds this week. Look up 'St Andrews Sona' and sign up. Everything's done online and you can book time slots right away, instead of waiting ages for some tech to get back to you. They send you reminders and you get an online diary of when your sessions are.
It's not much, but I hope it helps. Pay goes from 5 pounds to 13 pounds a session all depending on how long you're in there and whether they have to stick sensors to your head. My family all start journeying here tomorrow. I'm terrified.