So yes, hello there.
I have as requested by the big yin* started a blog. The blog of the next 3 years** telling you all of my time as a "kept woman". To be fair kept woman hardly applies. No working in return for Stepford wife type antics?
No.Note that this comes with disclaimers, I am not going to be a "lady what lunches". I won't even be a lady what gets to sit in the house watching telly, knitting and eating unlimited amounts of toast, no for I have chosen the route of the student.
Yup a student. Spent 6 years in a meteoric rise to the top of the civil service where I have earned acclaim and riches beyond that of my wildest dreams. Actually that last sentence was a lie, I actually spent 6 years working away earning enough money to return to university to become skint again and hopefully keep a roof over my head during that time. Maybe I'm meant to spend my life in a mobius strip of skintness?
So what can you expect from me as a student? Well, older and wiser one would say that the past is not necessarily the pattern for the future, but then one would also say that one will never change in all the time one has hole in ones arse so...
1. I am hopelessly disorganised. Do not deal well with paperwork. This does not bode well for 3 years of paper based assessments.
2. I run late. Seriously late. Its like time plots against me. This does not bode well for lectures, placements or indeed life in general.
3. Last time around I was terrible with money. I have no idea what I did with it. This at least has changed as I'm now tighter than a ducks arse.
4. Last time I was a skinny wee thing. This was mostly down to being skint (see number 3) I had to walk everywhere, and also the fact that I subsisted on toast, soup, black coffee and oranges. Seriously, my diet was so bad I thought my eczema was scurvy.
5. I spend way too much time on the t'internet. Expect regular updates.
So aye that's enough waffling for now, I'll update after I'm back from my globetrotting in Budapest.
* The Big Yin being N. You know who you are.
** 3 years being the length of the course, assuming I pass and don't fuck up immensely. Again.
Thursday, 10 January 2008
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2 comments:
It's the big yin here. Indeed I do know who I am. I am looking forward to living my vicarious dream of leaving the civil service through you, although your ultimate dream of entering the NHS might be swopping the frying pan for the fire!?
Good luck to the wee wifey, a more rewarding profession, and a higher % of your customers will be grateful for the work that you do. As a kept wifey, you can kiss the beans and oranges goodbye, and continue with your stews and lentils! Well done on being still young enough and having the balls to follow up your dream..... Although please advise where you will be doing your training so i can avoid that hospital!!!
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