Thursday, friday, saturday, sunday and monday!

There's been a bit of a gap for a few days, as I went home for a brief weekend back North. It was strange, but I felt quite nostalgic as I hit close to home counties: Worcestershire, then Staffordshire, then Cheshire. I've only been here two weeks! I do actually miss home, I never thought I would, but I even miss Birkenhead a little bit. It was a busy weekend, I seem to be permanently lacking sleep. The drive back on Thursday was very long, and very uncomfortable (so i took a cushion back with me on Sunday!) but it was great to get home and see my family, and talk to some of my friends. Sadly, as I seem to now be a single girl with a cat, I was even more pleased to see my cat, she was pleased to see me which was gratifying, I mean something to someone!
Friday was a day of getting chores done; taking things back, and more importantly getting money back, sorting out a few things with my own house and my tenant (it is an odd feeling going back to your own house and someone else is living in it) Being both landlady and tenant at the moment, there is a lot of house stuff to think about, not least that I really miss my own house, my own domain. Getting used to sharing a house again, and being as it were a lower member of that house is very hard.
I crossed off most stuff on my to do list though, and Saturday was a much more relaxed day. Mum and I went to Frodsham and did some second hand shopping - lots more books for ebay! Then we indulged in some take away chips and CSI, fab, I miss Grissom.
Sunday was unfortunately travelling back. Of course I left some vital things I meant to take: my flask of coffee which I seemed to be unduly upset about, and also my CD rack (mum persuaded me I wouldn't need it, but I do!!) and some books. I am bereft of so many of my books! There's only space for so many in my room, oh dear. But I made it back in good time, just over 6 hours with three stops which is very good going from Wirral.Some small excitement on the way was a burning car at Taunton Deane, I pulled in just as the fire brigade were arriving. It was a melancholy site, a blackened wreck of metal and a little heap of someone's suitcases and belongings beyond.
So much driving. I got back, and then had to go out again to Tremough to finish my assignments and post them. This is something I'm struggling a little with: posting work into public and having comments then made, but useful I guess.
Today has been more slow paced. I sorted out all my extra stuff, somethingI always enjoy doing, and feel now a little more of me is in my room, it is becoming more 'my room'. I have had my first lesson this evening, tutoring a little girl in maths and english, it was surprisingly good to get back to teaching. maybe that is what I'm meant to do, oh help! Maybe soon I'll find what I'm going to do with my life, with the rest of my life, at the moment I'm feeling very uncertain.