A BUSY WEEKEND

This post is slightly different, because it’s been written over three days – as those three days happened. I thought I’d take you on the journey with me. Enjoy!

Friday

12:04pm. Oh. My. Goodness. I’m starting this blog post sitting in Starbucks once again, much like on Wednesday, (still no food in the flat) except today is Friday. To be more specific, it’s Friday lunchtime and I’m eating a surprisingly delicious salmon bagel in here in somewhat of a hurry because IT IS SUCH A BUSY WEEKEND.

My lectures finished yesterday evening and I’ve got my train home tomorrow morning, so today is my day of getting absolutely everything done. I’m talking all the household chores, packing, returning books to the library, and – most importantly of all – renting a house! That part took up all of my morning, from walking to a second viewing to going all the way down by the city centre to the agency to book it (that was about a four mile round trip), but I now officially have a place to live come next September. What a relief.

So, now, I am currently waiting for one of the friends I’ll be living with to come meet me so I can pass on some sheets for signing to her before she goes home, then I’ve got to hoof it to the library (half way across campus from here) to give another friend the same sheets (and return the library books) before she goes home. Then I have the delightful task of figuring out how to pack enough clothes, shoes, various other sundry items and all my study things that I’ll need before I go home. And I need to be able to carry it all… I shall keep you updated.

Ooooooh, I’ve just remembered I need to file a maintenance request in my flat about the shower… damn it… I’ll do that later. To the library!

15:44pm. I’ve seen both the friends, returned the books, returned to the flat and have almost finished packing, and it’s about blooming time. My gym clothes are apparently determined to stay too damp to pack for a while yet though. Oh well. I can’t believe it’s getting dark already, there’s still so much to do! *yawns*

18:54pm. Dishes, hoovering, everything but the bathroom… finally done. And, much like lunch, I have nothing in for dinner either so I’m eating a cheap pizza from Lidl. The rest of my evening will consist of a) cleaning the bathroom, and b) writing my book! No rest for the wicked 😉

By the way, my gym clothes STILL AREN’T DRY. It’s been 24 hours since I washed them, come on already!

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Saturday

07:39am. I am currently standing outside reception waiting for a taxi! I had such a struggle getting everything into my suitcase (those pesky sports clothes just about dried) and getting it down the stairs.

08:35am. I have made it onto the train, at long last. It doesn’t leave for another ten-ish minutes, but can I just take this moment to say OH. MY. GOODNESS. (Once again). It’s so much like a flight but better, and I even managed to book a seat with a table and plug socket, and there’s onboard entertainment!

I’m typing this on my laptop, with full intentions of writing my book on the journey, and watching Beauty and the Beast on my phone. I can’t think of anything else to say but OH. MY. GOODNESS. Best journey ever.

09:18am. This is great. Every journey should be liked this. It’s extremely foggy outside. But now someone’s about to sit next to me… oh dear.

17:27pm. Good news is nobody ever came to sit next to me! My train arrived early, so I found my dad waiting for me in Euston and we sat in Starbucks for just long enough to let some of the crowds pass. Then it was the Underground to Barnet, then he drove us from Barnet back home. I actually arrived home around one, but I was literally only there long enough to distribute some belongings around the house (isn’t that what every student does when they arrive home?) and eat some bread for lunch before it was off out again!

This time it was to meet my two best friends in town, albeit quite briefly, as one of them was working in the café where we saw each other, the other was hungover, and I was kind of tired and in a hurry anyway. We had a short little reunion, then I had to go again, this time because I had absolutely no toiletries whatsoever at home and – also quite important – no pillows. I can now report I have both.

Sunday

15:58pm. Hello again! The rest of last night was me being home for all of about an hour, then me, my parents and brother went out to an Indian restaurant for dinner. I hadn’t had a curry in so many months, I specifically asked we go there – but by this point I have discovered that my brother has, between late last night and earlier today, eaten all of mine and my mum’s leftovers. Nice to know some things haven’t changed in three months… I was quite tired by the end of it so pretty much just collapsed into bed.

Now though, I have unpacked, caught up on some Big Bang Theory and am at a friend’s house. I felt a bit odd waking up in my room this morning, partly because it didn’t really feel like my room somehow. I mean, I hadn’t unpacked by that point and half my belongings are still in Liverpool, but it’s been a significant three months. For one thing, because I’ve been working out, I am now distinctly taller than my mother! (I’m quite smug about that.) But I feel like it is probably time to end this blog post. I hope it wasn’t too clunky or boring, it’s just been a really long couple of days talking to a lot of people, getting a lot of things done, and travelling home.

So, with a raised glass of the non-alcoholic mulled wine I have in my hand, I shall leave you!

Katy x

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