Hi!
Haha. Over a year since i've blogged - where do I begin? What do I say?
Let's summise what's happened.
I went to England last June and made my decision - now was the time to leave, for good, to go home. So I came back to the Island I gave up my flat, sold all my stuff, learned to drive and passed my test in three months! I bought my car and began to look for a job. I found one in February of this year, so I handed in my notice and I packed my suitcase loaded my stuff into my mini with my mum and left. However I didn't start my new job, I got home and all I wanted was to come back to the Island. Four years worth of dreams gone.
Steph and I made things up after my last blog, like we should be and we turned 20, I didn't bother with mine but we celebrated hers and it was one of many nights I will treasure. We may fall out and we may go ages without seeing each other but you will always be such a massive part of my life and I could never see you hurting. Christmas came around and we bought new year in together. Like we have for the past three years. :D Saying goodbye was hard and the second thing I did after getting off the boat was come and see her.
Then there is Stasi, she knows more about my life than she probably wants to know, but then again the same goes for me and her life! I miss her and Oliver something rotten when I'm on the island but ours is a testament that good friendships arent based on seeing each other all the time. I cant wait to go and see her and Oliver for his party in a couple of weeks :) He is such a cutie and she is an amazing mum!
My relationship, well least said soonest mended I guess. It was decided (not mutually) that it was not worth carrying on with after almost 6 MONTHS of trying to fix it. BUT things fall apart so better things can fall together as they say.
I also now work two jobs (a bank in the day and a pub at night) and thanks to this I have my own flat back, ironically right next door to the one I gave up :)
Finally and most importantly (?) My endometriosis. It's not be fun or easy. BUT I haven't been hospitalised since my operation (YEAH!!) A few of them have been painful, I had to dig myself out the snow one weekend and that was it, I was in tears because i'd 'overdone' it. Reality is I had dug my car out, no different to everyone else. I'm not sure how it's going to take to working two jobs (especially one on my feet and heavy lifting). I still get days where I am sick. Where I am down. I am tired a lot of the time. But I know that as long as I can treat the pain I will be OK.
xxxxxxx
