Memoirs Of A Graduate

So, it’s been exactly a year since I graduated. Which is kind of strange. I can remember it like it was yesterday, but also feel like it’s been a lot longer. I’ve been getting nostalgic all week with everyone uploading their pictures and talking about their own graduations.

What a year it’s been. I’ve moved home twice. I’ve had bad news; and good. Lost and gained friends. Some completely new people; others I’ve just got closer too. Which I’m grateful for. I’ve been to Dublin, and Turkey, and am in the process of booking Rome for my four year anniversary with Jake. On the job front I’ve gone from being a HR Administrator, to a HR Officer and I’ve just secured a position as a Senior HR Officer. I've turned down a job in Canada, and Switzerland. I’ve had all my hair cut off, and am steadily trying to regrow it. This all to name a few things that have happened this year; it’s been quite full on.

One thing that finding out I wasn’t very well benefited was my perception of time. A year isn’t really long at all. Time is speeding past and I can’t believe we’re already closer to next Christmas than last Christmas. But then, in the short space of a year everything can change. If someone had come up to me on my graduation day and told me where I’d be and what I was doing – I wouldn’t have guessed this. Am I where I wanted ? I’m not really sure. The whole career ambition was to be a counsellor but I knew that couldn't happen in a year anyway, it takes more time.

So what's actually going on with me? As I said I've just been promoted to Senior HR Officer, I'm currently based over at Clatterbridge and while the setting is nice enough, the 45 min + drive there and back every day is killing me. I feel constantly tired. I'm spending a small fortune on petrol to afford 200 miles a week. So luckily this promotion means moving over to a site in Bootle which; according to Google maps, is a 7 minute drive from home. I'm definetely looking forward to not having the commute.

I also have an interview for a Mental Health Psychologist role. While what I'm doing now is good, steady work and admitedly something I'm good at - I miss Psychology. I still spend nights sitting on the net reading various articles and studies. But the closest I've come to acheiving my counselling dream is being a shoulder to cry on for friends. Which is fine. But yeah. If I get this job it will put me on the right path - and with any luck - by March 2014 - I'll be Dr Sally Davies, EMDR Practitioner and Psychologist. Fingers crossed eh.

Not much else to report. I'm still pushing for a camping trip but the weather isn't really allowing it. Other than when I went on holiday - my summer clothes haven't come out yet. Theres a box of floral dresses, shorts, sandals and belly tops untouched at the back of the wardrobe. Normally by now that box is filled with coats and wooly jumpers. I'm pining for sunshine. Or another holiday. A logner, holiday, maybe a more permanent holiday. Who knows, this time next year.... I could be anywhere.