Settling into a normal routine

Melbourne from the river

Melbourne from the river

Since I got back to Melbourne in June, my whole focus has been on getting a job and recovering the funds I’ve spent since February. I had an amazing five months of travelling and doing some awesome things but it depleted me to pretty much zero.

Now, I don’t regret my choices at all. There are some things I may do differently if I could go back, and definitely things to keep in mind for the future but, in the end, things have worked out.

I was able to pick up work during the winter, which is harder to do than you might think, and get some stability. Then, back in October (a few days before my birthday, in fact) I finally got the job I was looking for. All good, right?

Getting the job I wanted

One thing I wanted to do when I came to Australia was work in digital marketing. This is my career back in the UK and I’m good at what I do, thankfully. I had a fair few interviews while working at the hostel but couldn’t get across that final hurdle, for whatever reason. It was frustrating, to say the least, but I knew it would come.

I was looking at short contracts that fit in with my visa. I felt that was likely going to give me a better chance. This job, as a content writer, fits my specialism perfectly but is actually a full six-month contract, with the option of a second six months to follow in my second year.

There are further opportunities open to me in the future as a result of this, but I’ll come back to those shortly.

Working life in a hostel

While I did move out of hostels for a grand total of six weeks, I moved back in November. Those six weeks were great for me, to have some space of my own and more peace and quiet to get back on track with things.

Hostels have rooms of various sizes, and with a different number of beds. I’m a bit older than most backpackers I meet, so I opt for a 6-bed dorm with its own bathroom. This is a bit more expensive but the room tends to be quieter and that’s an advantage when you work five or six days a week.

For the most part, everyone I’ve met or shared a room with has been decent. I’ve heard stories from other people in the hostel about roommates who aren’t as nice to live with, so I count myself lucky. That being said, sharing a room with five other people means you don’t get the best sleep. It’s a trade off but one I’ve adapted to now.

Trying not to plan too far ahead (and failing)

This job does have the potential to lead to sponsorship. Now, that’s a nice idea – and before I even came to Australia, I had convinced myself that if such an opportunity came up, I’d do all I could to take it.

Now, I’m less sure. Am I ready to stay in one place for a longer period of time? Do I want to settle into that mundane, day-to-day life again?

These and other questions are things I think about every day and I still don’t have the answers, yet. In the short term, I’m working and saving for the future, whether that’s for trips or activities or something else remains to be seen. While I try to just focus on this, it’s hard to not to wonder about two months down the line, six months later or three years beyond. It makes things a bit more complicated but I’m still going.

A much-needed reunion

One thing has been playing on my mind over recent weeks. It’s brought into question everything I’m doing and honestly, I’m feeling a little lost as a result. I miss the people from back home but I don’t miss the mundanity of daily life – and that’s what I’m in now. I switched one country for another but I came travelling to escape this, and I did for so long. So, I keep asking myself; is this really what I should be doing right now?

Honestly, I have no answer yet. I’m looking at ways to keep myself focused or engaged, and I’ve got some plans to do so. I hope it works and I can come to the right answer later.

Something did stand out, though. I got to see my best friend when she stopped by Melbourne. The first time for just a day and then again for a couple before she flew home. It was great to catch up – it’ had been a good 10 months or so since we’d last seen each other!

I needed that. I know it’s not something to get used to but of all the people to find on the other side of the world, it had to be her. Those were good days, and I miss them already.

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Making Sacrifices

I’ve been quiet again. Sorry. Not really, though. Those of you in the know will be aware of how hard early October is for me. That’s not the reason though. Well, not entirely.

The last five weeks or so, I’ve been working on redrafting my novel. It’s been difficult, especially to get into the swing of things. Now that I have, work is progressing at a decent pace but the problem is, it’s taken a lot (read: most) of my time. That, and work – and travelling to work – is a bit of a killer. It means I’ve had to make some tough choices.

Beyond the birthday plans, it means cutting back on social events, gaming and even swimming (I’m annoyed about this one the most!). As such, I’ve missed Halloween and all the fun parties and gatherings.

It’ll be worth it.

Editing is not easy. At all

To edit effectively, all distractions need to vanish. I’ve got the TV on but on shows and movies that I’ve seen many times before. It’s the noise I want. Working in silence doesn’t appeal to me.

I need to be objective and, at times, brutal. Some pages are covered in red ink while others have only a few corrections. It’s weird, going through three pages you think actually work well and don’t need many amends (this time around) but then you read eight pages that have so many changes it might have been easier to just rewrite them from scratch.

I exaggerate but hopefully you get the point.

Thankfully, I’ve been editing projects, both creative writing and marketing focused, for the last ten years or so. If all goes to plan, I’ll be working on the digital file by the 12th November.

The sacrifices

As mentioned, gaming has gone out of the window (despite having plenty of games to play!). I’ve turned down a lot of plans with people. Partly due to money but also because they’re a distraction and if I break the run I’m on, it could take even longer to get it done.

Swimming has gone as well. There was an injury followed by illness and now this. It’s been about six weeks since my last swim and I’m suffering withdrawal! I know that I’ll lose some of the fitness and progress made over the last five months but I’ll get it back. By then, I might be able to step it up and do something else. Maybe I can start running a little.

Forgive me

If I’m quiet, or distant, or constantly saying no to your plans to do something, give me a little time. It might seem like I don’t care but I do – possibly too much – just about my writing right now. It does take priority. If I did this full-time, it would be different.

We’ll get through it. Maybe I’ll appreciate these activities more once I can do them again. If it helps me publish this book, it’ll definitely be worth it.