Tuesday, 29 March 2016

Happy Mondays (on a Tuesday...) #10


Happy...Tuesday (that feels like a Monday)! I've had a weird week, good weird, where I feel like LOADS has happened, but actually not that much has. Easter weekend represented both the end of term and the start of a well needed pre-revision break. Initial plans to head down to the New Forest were sadly hindered by snotty, ill boyfriends - but that's the great thing about a long weekend - you can spend a couple of days in bed and still have a whole weekend left. So that's what we did.

The things that have made me happy this week...

1. Last lecture ever!
Last Thursday I had my last ever lecture and it felt like a really momentous occasion. I went into it with slightly mixed feelings, you know, end of an era and all that, but I left it with a huge feeling of relief. Relieved that I never have to sit in a lecture theatre where the desks are too tall for me and give me backache when I type; relieved that there's not going to be any more content to squeeze into my brain to learn for exams; relieved that it's almost over. When I think of all the lectures I've been to in the last 3 years, and all the things I must have learnt which now feels like a big confusing muddle of knowledge in my brain, I feel like I should miss it and miss learning. But then I remember all the hours I've spent sitting and listening, and wishing I was doing. So here's to a new era - of not just thinking, but doing.

2. Easter in Wiltshire 
Distraught, and grieving our weekend away with Adventure Team in the New Forest, as soon as Simon was feeling marginally better - at least better enough to drag himself away from Top Gear and oodles of honey & lemon - we journeyed to Wiltshire for a couple of days. Bank holiday weekends always go too quickly, but at least you feel like you've had a proper break and done something with it if you go away. It was lovely to get away into the countryside, have Simon's parents look after us and feed us up, and catch up with some friends in Bath. We've both come back still sleepy, still snotty and manically popping pills to try and feel better before we head to Copenhagen on Friday, but it was a nice, chilled weekend of road trips, storms and sun.

3. Gavin & Stacey
I forgot how excellent Gavin & Stacey was until this weekend when we basically watched 2 series in 2 afternoons. It is perfect no concentration required TV, and I'm a sucker for a Sunday night love story/new born baby/Welsh hilarity. After hearing rumours (which I've only just found out are untrue *sobs*) that there was going to be a new series ft. Gavin and Stacey's baby, I was eager to get back on board and relive the magic. It is going to take a whole lot of willpower not to spend the entirety of today watching the rest of it. Wish me luck.

4. Pimpin' new rides
I don't like driving. Well, I don't mind pottering, driving around roads I'm familiar with, popping to the shops etc. But I hate motorway driving, and I hate long journeys. I don't know whether it's because I have very little confidence in my own ability to not do something stupid, and kill myself and someone else; or whether it's the extensive concentration which freaks me out and makes me super tired; or the feeling I get when I'm in stop-start traffic, where I feel like I'm still moving when I've stopped, and forever fear rolling back into the car behind me. Whatever it is, I don't like it. So imagine my utter elation when Simon buys himself a car, and I decide that I'll probably never drive again (lol, independent woman). I will navigate, I will feed said driver snacks, I will make sure the car stays at an optimum temperature, I'll be in charge of the playlist, hell, I'll even pay for the petrol...as long as I don't have to drive. Yay for the new car: Little Chugger.
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