Sorted!

Well I have my start date confirmed for my new job. I'll be starting in Monday 7th January 2013. I'm really excited and nervous all at the same time. I'm excited to finally start my career and I'm nervous about going down on my own.

I'm gutted that Matt isn't coming but we'll make it work. My family are already planning their visits down to see me and have been working out the logistics of it all ie hotels, hiring cars that will take all of them etc.

With only 3 weeks to go until I qualify and 7 or 8 weeks until I start working, it got me thinking back to January 2010 when this all started. The nerves that I got before I started my first lecture, meeting new people and that first time I set foot in a ward as a worker rather than a visitor. I have had some amazing experiences and I have had some not so good.

But I'm coming out of the last 3 years with some of the brilliant friends, people who'll continue to be in my life even with the distance separating us. It's because of my course that I started going to Commando Training, meet the fantastic CPT girls and lost a ton of weight. I've got a long way to go but I'm getting there.

It hasn't been easy: some friendships have become fractured and some have fizzled out altogether. But I'm a firm believe in something my granny says, 'what's fir ye 'll no go past ye'. What's meant to be, will be. The friendships that have survived were meant to and the others, well, who knows what the future holds.

I'm getting ready to start a new chapter professionally and Matt and I are about to change the whole dynamic of our relationship. I know we'll be fine though: we love each other and Manchester isn't on another continent. He's not just my husband, he's my rock. We grown so much as a couple and individuals over the last 10 years and I don't see any point of my life that he doesn't play a part in. We have our wedding anniversary, Christmas, his birthday and New Year to celebrate together before I go :-)

I like my life the way it is and I'm excited about the new challenges.

Ok so a bit of a 'thinking' and a bit slushy post today but I said when I started this that I would be honest and this is how I honestly feel at the moment.

3 weeks to go!!!

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