After almost six months I finally go back to my studies next week. Though times have been rough I am honestly quite glad to be going back. Time off is great but I believe there is such a thing as too much time off. I need structure, regularity and routine. Life has been chaotic as of late. Living back and forth between homes, looking after two very lively younglings and still trying to tame the overflowing wardrobe of mine. I've discovered that my favourites days as of late are those in which I can stick to plans and just get things done.
Don't quote me on that though. As mercurial as I am I may change my mind mid semester and just want to lie in bed all day with no cares, worries or deadlines. Kind of like 'Norris' here who surprised me the other morning upon waking. No, that's not actually her name. Anyone else like to christen their pets (
and perhaps partners) with ridiculous titles that have no relevance or resemblance to their actual names? I'm notorious for it.