I’ve predominately worked from home this week, which is a real oddity for me. It’s caused because it’s university week (three times in the academic year I do three days at uni), so a strange calm has prevailed. I’ve been here to see the children off to school, to welcome them as they get home. I’ve even managed to get my hair sorted. My new hairdresser wasn’t impressed, “It’s been five months” she said. “Well, that beats my all time best of six months” was my response. My glass is always half full.
I’m a little predictable. I started my third module at university yesterday, so am reading lots of journals. For me, fortunately, it’s a little more engaging than Quantitative Research Methods. This module is Democracy, Politics and Public Institutions, and it’s hurting my brain trying to appreciate how society could work. It culminates tomorrow with a debate, which I didn’t notice when reviewing the module. My palms may already be cold at the thought.
I went to the National Theatre to see ‘My Country- a work in progress’. I was so looking forward to it. On paper it’s a really interesting piece, about seeking the views across the UK on Brexit. Whilst there were fantastic actors involved I left disappointed.
I went with a friend who voted leave, whilst I voted stay. I hoped it would take our discussion, and conversation with others further. It didn’t. It just seemed to replicate what we already know. What was reported on before and after the referendum. I want to engage in politics more but it still feels two-dimensional. We still seem to ignore really intelligent thought in favour of emotive and non-fact based rhetoric. It felt like the easy pickings.
I know to a large extent we have been selfish, but I wonder how much of our upbringing, “don’t talk about politics, religion, and money” has got us into a position of not embarking on the difficult discussions.
I’ve finally uploaded Rag ‘n’ Bone Man onto my phone. I’m not loving it, but I’m liking it enough to leave it playing on the train. I’m ready for something to love again.
It’s a stretch, but I’m in the process of developing my new Bullet Journal. It comes with the heads up that I won’t be ready to transfer to my new Journal until May. But, hey, I’m a planner. I’ve decided I need (want) to see if I can improve my writing and have invested in some new pens and a book to help me. Now, any free doodling moment on conference calls at work is spent perfecting my lettering.Wore
My wardrobe doesn’t really change. Especially on a working from home week. But after a deep and meaningful with my lovely hairdresser (sooo aiming for five months next time), I would like to celebrate DMs. Admittedly the conversation was about Converse, but I’m waiting for better weather.For now, we are in the time of good DMs. And I am loving, every day, my Christmas gift from my mum and dad.
Up until Thursday I was having a really good week. Working from home and getting so much achieved from my to-do list creates inner peace. I know I will look back and laugh about Thursday morning, but it was the culmination of so much frustration.
I’m so grateful that there are such lovely people in the world. Not just lovely people who respond to my Facebook statuses, but those people who are lovely without call. After coming up against so much angst and unhelpfulness I was brought to tears by a complete stranger who went above and beyond.
I know I don’t always choose kindness. Sometimes I am so embroiled in my own life. But this week taught me that being helpful- doing something, makes life so much better for those which surround you. Now, to try to adopt.