Oops, it appears to be nearly two months since I last blogged! Life got a little out of control, my broadband access disappeared, or rather, never arrived (loooooooooooonnnng story) and now I'm trying to work out where on earth the last 7-8 weeks went!
I did move house. But I was diagnosed with depression a week before that, and I highly recommend NOT trying to move house whilst starting anti-depressants, or, in fact, being depressed. I spent a lot of time sitting on the floor saying "I don't know!" whenever the removal men asked me if a box was going to Slough or Lincoln.
Two LARGE lorries arrived (one for Lincoln, where 2/3rds of my stuff now is, the other for Slough, where everything else is), which seemed a bit excessive. Furniture lined the pavement in Newark:
The next day, in Slough, the lorry dwarfed my flat from the outside...
There were boxes everywhere (all my yarn is now in Slough, which isn't what I'd intended, but I was in no state to sort through it! Fortunately I got the books sorted into Lincoln/Slough a month before the move otherwise there wouldn't be room for me in the flat!).
Monkey keeled over with exhaustion.
I had three weeks off sick from work, during which I sat around in Lincoln and didn't do much, other than knit squares for the Oxfam Maternal Mortality rate blanket campaign:
Finished off the Freedom Spirit tanktop that had been OTN for months.
And knitted another pair of bootees for my old boss' new baby.
Then, four weeks ago, I got back behind the wheel of my car, headed for Slough and went back to work. It hasn't been tooooo bad, but I've been concentrating on going to work, sleeping and eating for most of the time. The first week I lived on ready meals, but now I'm cooking virtually every night and feeling a lot better. Fortunately it's a fairly quiet time of year at work so it's not been too mad and my colleagues have been really supportive.
The flat is looking great, and I'm pleased I did move when I did, as it's made a massive difference being able to live on my own again, rather than with various strange housemates, which is why I became depressed. I've just ordered a veg box, as I used to love getting them when I lived in Newark. My first box, which is from Riverford's Upper Norton Farm, should be coming on Wednesday. My church in Windsor has been fantastic. My flat is about six miles from there, which is a pain, as I would prefer to live closer to the community of people who attend my church, but the rents are SO high in Windsor there's no way I can afford to live there (it's bad enough in Slough!!).
Soon I'm planning to start cycling to work - it's about six miles in the car, but the cycle route is more direct, only about three miles, which should make a massive difference both to my fitness levels and petrol bill! I've been exploring some of the local area - Burnham Beeches is impressive and I've been doing a 30 minute walk every lunchtime, so things are looking up. More photos to follow, as, hopefully, I'll be blogging more often now too. I had six weeks without much of an internet connection at all, so I'm again hopelessly behind with blog reading so will be doing some catching up soon...