Periodic update
I've not been very productive on the writing front recently, with work taking a surprisingly large proportion of my waking hours, and lots of exhausting work-travel (getting into the country at 3-4am, then waking up for a 9am start), and the rest of my time spent either unwinding, going out, recuperating, and trying (still unsuccessfully) to put my room into a shape that resembles a little less the chaos of a battleground.
All there is to report is that my life is generally smooth, and I am still generally content, even if I have forgotten the feelings of elation and joy.
Work is a little bit more interesting given that I am working with different people - both on a senior level, as well as a junior level. And I find that my crazy nesting instincts have manifested themselves in very strongly maternal protective feelings towards my two A1 "kids".
French has started again, with rather less fun classmates.
And apart from one of my housemates who has left the home, most of my other friends it seems, have returned home, from rotations, summer breaks, travels.
On my end, I am looking forward to travelling again. The plan is Africa in December. A week in Mauritius at a friend's (and diving!!) and a week elsewhere (location: to be determined - was thinking madagascar before receiving health warnings, or maybe South Africa?). And am also trying to sort out a diving trip to substitue my upended planned diving trip to Egypt in early November.
Work-wise, I had an interview the other day, which I thought I did alright in. I was very natural and enjoyed myself. I really rather liked the two interviewers, who seemed to like me as well. And it was with one of the companies that I would actually like to work for. - With time and with less desperation, I am discovering more about what I like and dislike. Because I am relatively happy with my job at the moment, my job search is more focused on what I would actually like rather than a blanket anything-but-here, which was the situation I was in for most of this year.
Oh.. and last but not least... I discovered smile creases (WRINKLES!!!) under my eyes the other day and panicked. Have determined (tongue-in-cheek of course) that I will never smile again. Nor express emotions facially. :) Eeeps... I am getting old and it is scaring the bejesus out of me...
Jusqu'a un autre fois, bonne nuit, mon cher monde....
All there is to report is that my life is generally smooth, and I am still generally content, even if I have forgotten the feelings of elation and joy.
Work is a little bit more interesting given that I am working with different people - both on a senior level, as well as a junior level. And I find that my crazy nesting instincts have manifested themselves in very strongly maternal protective feelings towards my two A1 "kids".
French has started again, with rather less fun classmates.
And apart from one of my housemates who has left the home, most of my other friends it seems, have returned home, from rotations, summer breaks, travels.
On my end, I am looking forward to travelling again. The plan is Africa in December. A week in Mauritius at a friend's (and diving!!) and a week elsewhere (location: to be determined - was thinking madagascar before receiving health warnings, or maybe South Africa?). And am also trying to sort out a diving trip to substitue my upended planned diving trip to Egypt in early November.
Work-wise, I had an interview the other day, which I thought I did alright in. I was very natural and enjoyed myself. I really rather liked the two interviewers, who seemed to like me as well. And it was with one of the companies that I would actually like to work for. - With time and with less desperation, I am discovering more about what I like and dislike. Because I am relatively happy with my job at the moment, my job search is more focused on what I would actually like rather than a blanket anything-but-here, which was the situation I was in for most of this year.
Oh.. and last but not least... I discovered smile creases (WRINKLES!!!) under my eyes the other day and panicked. Have determined (tongue-in-cheek of course) that I will never smile again. Nor express emotions facially. :) Eeeps... I am getting old and it is scaring the bejesus out of me...
Jusqu'a un autre fois, bonne nuit, mon cher monde....
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