It’s been a funny old week for both of us, Zac’s company is moving to a new building next week, so they’ve been packing up and getting ready for the […]
After what’s felt like a never ending week, I’ve spent most of today in bed, watching Ironfist on Netflix. Sadly there’s been no chill, and I’ve been unbelievably hungry. I’ve […]
Not that I can complain. And really I’m not. I got out, and I’m glad Lewis has too, but selfishly, I don’t really want him to go. I should back […]
Disclaimer: When I talk about teaching in New Zealand, I realise my view is skewed to the pool I taught in, I’m sure there are swim schools that don’t reflect this experience.
As spring is beginning to dawn on England, I felt like I was finally finding my groove, my own spring, fresh start; finding the stability I’ve been looking for since I got here.
This week felt like a fresh start, like I got to try this whole Auckland thing again.
It’s not that I’m making a habit of quitting jobs, but I’m learning to recognise when something just isn’t right for me. The good kind of selfish, the kind that protects you.
This week has been an event to say the least.
Truth be told I’m not quite sure where to start, and while I always talk about stress and anxiety in tangible terms – relating to our visa – I was forced to face my mental health head on this week and really ask: “What the hell am I doing?”
It’s a slightly melancholy post this week, but the rain hasn’t felt like it’s stopped and I just can’t shake the feeling I’m not happy here. I did get taken to the beach and felt all my problems melt away in the wind, but I can’t stay at the beach forever.
Finding free things to do in Auckland (that I can actually go to) has been a harder task than I thought. In Melbourne, I was spoiled for night markets, food […]
Zac will never succumb to the dark aromas of a strong black coffee, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have mystical powers over the caffeinated dark side elsewhere.