So I realize my updates are getting fewer and further between. As usual, I have an excuse.
I’ve been ridiculously homesick lately. The kind of homesick I thought would hit me when I first moved here. It took awhile but the last 2-ish weeks have been brutal. Lots of crying. Lots of mornings where I didn’t want to get out of bed (and some weekend mornings where I didn’t). Lots of Skype calls and Whatsapp-ing to friends and family back home.
Last week (on September 30th) I hit my 2 month mark of living in London (my bare minimum when I moved here). Things had aligned where, if I wanted to, moving home would have been a really easy decision.
But for whatever reason, I didn’t.
I’ve decided to try and persevere. I’m looking for ways to make myself happier in London (yes, I made a list). Some of them are going to take a little more time and some are more immediate, but it’s happening.
I’m going to be here for a few more months so I might as well get comfortable. A plan is in place and hopefully that means new adventures and a little more blogging from me!
Ps, I know I’m being vague around what my plan is, but a lovely part of it involves visiting more cities outside of London. I recently spent an incredible weekend alone in Stratford-Upon-Avon and it reminded me I need to get out of the city more. So, that.
A view of the quaint Stratford-Upon-Avon
Sorry to the 3 loyal readers I have for my lack of updating as of late. Hopefully you haven’t completely abandoned me yet.
A lot has changed since my last post. I’m (thankfully) still living in London. I ended up accepting a different job at a small start-up and I’m really liking it so far. I work hard but the people I work with are pretty great. They’re extremely welcoming and anxious to be friends.
I also moved into my own room in a flat. It’s a very (very!!) small room but it’s cheap and it’s helping me re-coup the costs of the expensive move to London. I have about 7-8 flatmates and they’re generally friendly and listen when I ask them to quiet down after getting a little loud. They also leave the kitchen a little messy sometimes but, really, it’s a small price to pay to walk to work in the greatest city in the world.
I’ve found it extremely easy to make friends here. I’ve been going to meet-ups and even made some friends just by walking past some people on the street (one of them has a friend who lives in my hometown in Canada, small world). In a city so big with so many transient people, I think a lot of people are anxious to make real friends to anchor them down.
So all-in-all, except for the occasional homesickness, it’s actually been an easy move. Sometimes I think it was too easy and I cheated myself out of the “real” experience of moving countries, since it’s been so easy for me. I’d like to test myself by doing some traveling in non-English speaking countries just to see how I handle it, probably starting with Germany.
I’ve been a little slow on updating but I’ve been dealing with a lot of last minute preparations and my little brother had an accident and was in the hospital for just over a week, so my priorities shifted a little.
Anyways, I have exactly 2 weeks today until my flight to London. My days are rapidly filling up with seeing friends, running errands, looking for jobs and flats overseas, and trying to work up the courage to start packing.
All of these preparations are causing me to stress and feel unnatural levels of anxiety. Unfortunately, as a result, I’ve been a little snappy to people who don’t deserve it. It’s been a humbling process to go back and apologize to everyone once the stress passes.
However, in all of this, I still feel that what I’m doing is the right decision. I’ve always wanted to live overseas and this will give me the chance to do that and travel around Europe a bit. It’s nice to know that I have the support I need and can come back anytime if I find it isn’t working out. Even if the UK doesn’t work out, it’ll give me the courage to try living in different Canadian cities when I come back.