Seems I can't manage to maintain an idea of where I want to live. At first the flip-flopping was monthly, deciding against Solihull after being initially taken with the idea. Then it became weekly, not being sure whether to look in the city or between the city and Solihull. Now it's changing daily. I can be almost completely entranced by any set of pictures of a decent looking flat with reasonable rent.
Tried the test-run of Solihull to city centre today to see just how long it really took. It took 30 minutes to cover about 8 miles. That's hard to swallow, given that my current commute is 60 minutes, 40 miles. It also tells me that it's not going to be a kind commute on my car. I am convinced that I can better this time by 5-10 minutes with a little rat running, which i'd try tomorrow, but i'm not due back in the area now for almost 3 weeks due to working elsewhere. It feels busy, and it technically is, but i'm still running on empty.
At least i've managed to keep my new years resolutions going (sort of) for 10 weeks..
In the easy column:
Food and drink was destroyed last week by some terrible salad from ASDA. Every now and then they really surprise me with quality this poor. It didn't last into it's 2nd day open. Consequently I did visit vending machines twice to make up for the shortfall. I am aware that chocolate and salad aren't equivalent. Call it a minor slip. Still keeping the workday caffeine intake down, although i'm really not sure what good its doing me. It's probably slightly healthier not taking in so much fake powdered milk.
Poker losing streak is back, but i'm sticking hard and fast to the weekday rule, which is good for not wasting trying to "win it all back".
Great week of films. Watched Sliding Doors, which isn't half bad for a romantic comedy, and Ratatouille, which is about 3 times better than I ever imagined it could be. Event Horizon (which was technically last week) didn't really leave an impression. It's a freaky film, but the premise is a little weak. If the ship had some kind of consciousness in the first place i'd have been far more inclined to buy into it. It didn't though, did it? You don't care. It's a really old film.
I'm looking far more seriously at the move now that the 5 day a week Leicester to Solihull commute is looming just 4-5 weeks away. Regardless of what I said last week, I will try to book some viewings and figure out a way to keep them.
Managed to catch two gigs with a few of my less frequently seen friends this week, which was a change! The first was Ginger of the Wildhearts in Leicester, acoustic, which was pretty cool even though I know very little of the material. The latter was Editors at the Birmingham NIA. I stood baffled for an hour and half trying to understand why these people i'm with so into music find this indie so appealing. Had I paid for a ticket i'd have been annoyed. Fortunately I managed to stand behind the one guy in what turned out to be the wrong line who gave me a ticket he didn't need. That was greatly appreciated, because I got to stick with the group, even if I didn't like the band much.
Anyway, I digress.. The hard column:
It's March and I need to start writing a new song. I recorded an idea on the 1st. In a few days i'll have a listen and see if it was any good. Early days.
No real work goal progress this week. I missed an opportunity to further one today, for which I feel quite stupid now I realise how long it will be until I next have that opportunity. Must try harder, as this one was going well to date.
Career thinking continues, yielding no answers and many brick walls.
Swimming continues, getting slightly easier each week, making it slightly duller each week. The overall goal continues to fail due to this being all i'm doing. I must cycle before I write the next one of these. That's a mini-goal.
I've changed my mind about budgeting. It's just not something I want to do, as much as experts want to convince me it's a great idea. I'm not looking for ways to squeeze every last penny. I've never been a big money waster anyway. I'm killing this goal for now. Even if I can't perfectly articulate how much money I have, there is a complex mess in my head that can spit out a "sink" or "swim", and i'm pretty confident that my plans for the next few months will return a "swim".
Awful post. Really long and barely readable. Sometimes it's just the way it has to be.
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