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How Long Have I Been Here?

It has been a month at the end of the week that we fly from Canada. That means, that we have really only been in Belfast for 3 WEEKS. 3 WEEKS???!!!

It feels like I've been here forever.

Which is perhaps why I'm putting extra pressue on myself to get a career job as opposed to the temporary one I have right now. I feel like I'm going to start getting lazy and begin to feel content in the job that I have and never fufill my dream of getting back to writing for a living.

I'm getting so nervous that I'm at the point where I have been talking about for what seems like an eternity and I'm not actually doing anything to progress.

Then, I have to take a step back and it hits me: I have only been here for 3 WEEKS!! In that time I have:

Found a place to live
Found a job that pays well, has nice people and is mildly challenging
Socialised with locals - Belfast borns and not so locals - French couple from Brittany and Aussie from Cambria (sp)
Managed NOT to buy any clothes, even though many days of wandering through shops has been tempting

Perhaps it's because I feel like my life has been on hold since we left in 2002 and I'm comparing myself to that. But, since that time I have:

Travelled Europe
Lived in England
Become a Travel Editor
Moved back to Canada
Moved to Belfast

So really, what is there to stress about? Perhaps because I've accomplished all those things I feel like I should be getting a move on finding my dream job.

It will come. I know it will. I just have to be patient. I might even use a sticky note. I heard it made someone else's dreams come true.


On a personal note, Happy Birthday Erin, if I don't get to this before the date. I also have a lovely card sitting at home for you, which I have been unable to mail due to the Post Office being closed since LAST THURSDAY!!! for the Easter long weekend. Europeans sure do know how to milk a holiday.


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