So regulars will know that I never seem to stay in one place for very long. It started as an accidental set of circumstances but it's become second nature to me so much so that I have an almost countdown in my head that reminds me when I haven't had a major life upheaval for a while. Well it alarmed about 3 months ago and so everything had to change.
1. Change Job - this was something that was predetermined as the graduate scheme came to a close so this isn't something I controlled. However I am now working in research which is a 180 on the management scheme I was working on before. I have worked in research before but this is using simulations which is new to me. It's been a different learning curve and one that has brought new challenges as I go into a role that did not previously exist before. While this means I can shape it into what I would like, it also means that I have to forge the path rather than follow a previous trail. I am still working at the same trust but with a different hospital. I thought about relocating and even interviewed for a couple of other jobs elsewhere but nothing felt like as good a fit as where I am now so I guess I'm not done with Manchester yet!
2. Change House - this wasn't something that I had to do but I foolishly decided that now would be a good time to move house too. With hindsight it could have waited a while as a new job is stressful enough without moving too. Oh and on top of that I also went on holiday for 10 days which knocked out 2 weekends. While a holiday sounds like just what I would need to de-stress - it really wasn't a relaxing holiday. Anyway I did move house and it's never as simple as it should be is it? but I'm in now and nearly unpacked (that's what I'm procrastinating from atm). It's strange to be in a new place but with the new job as well it feels like a new phase just like if I had relocated.
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4. Change Attitude - I've been thinking a lot about what makes me happy and what are the barriers between me and them and one of the things I have really missed during my end-of-scheme-life-upheaval is being physically active. So in a groupon tizzy (or was it wowcher?) I signed up to a Pilates accreditation which isn't quite there yet as I still haven't cleared the 2nd bedroom (to become a studio) but that's on its way. Also on it's way is my new pole! Half the reason for the move was so I could have the space for a pole and practice at home so that is now on its way and I will be back in training first week of August with bells on (maybe literally, that sounds fun!).
So this is where the winds of change have blown me this time. It seems they have rather run out of puff this time as I feel I've been hit with a moderate breeze not a full gale force gust like previous times like Australia and Manchester moves. Hopefully this will be good for me. They say there are two winds in everyone's life: the wind that takes you closer to what you want, and the wind that takes you away from what you fear. The catch is they are rarely in the same direction. I tend to be a towards what you want kind of kite which can make me a little inconsistent and is the main cause for all the relocation. I know plenty of people who ride the wind to take them away from their fears though. This wind tends to be more stable and takes people into sheltered areas where the winds can't take them into danger, and I think that's why I know so many, I tether myself to them for some stability for a while and then fly on when my wind calls again.
Who knows how long I can stay tethered here? I feel like the wind is dying down now and I can stop flying for a while. Some floating on the breeze might be nice for a while.