I've been around. Haven't felt much like writing lately, my stress levels and stuff have been off the charts crazy. Mostly due to this weird period of life in which I now find myself. A transition phase, from one part of my life to another.
I'm planning on going back to university next year to do a science degree in nutrition. I've had to wait while the husband finished his double Masters, but he will have that finished by November.
In the meantime, I've been trying to do some free online uni courses to try and get back in the swing of things... well, let me tell you, studying, working, keeping the house relatively tidy and looking after the kids all at the same time is freaking.hard.work. There's not enough hours in the day basically. Very little time to just sit and try to calm myself, so I crashed and burned pretty badly.
And why did no-one tell me that having a teenager + a tween-ager in the house simultaneously was going to be a re-enactment of World War II? Far out, I love them, but they are doing my head in.
A little while ago, in May, I shut down my Etsy store for my handmade business and went completely wholesale only. I'm still getting money coming in, but the workload is a little less (particularly the paperwork).
But the spark is gone. It's turned from a work of love to drudge work - plain and simple.
I've been doing this for nearly 6 years, and I am mentally done. It's time to move on. Time to get on with the next chapter in my life.
So I will close down my little business that has been such a large part of my life at the end of November. And then hopefully just sit back and enjoy the summer Christmas break with the family before I hit the books next year when I should be able to put the majority of my focus onto study. I say majority because, well, I have kids ;)
Am I looking forward to it? Hell yes.
I love learning new things and I am excited to be able to dive headfirst into something new that will stimulate my brain.
I'm also completely terrified lol But that's because I last finished uni nearly 20 years ago, and I never imagined myself as a mature-age student. I'm not 'mature-aged' am I?? I think maybe I am... and that's a scary thought in itself.
But, that's my life. And I'm doing the best I can. Here's hoping I can hold it all together until Christmas and then get a routine in place so that things don't get too messed up during transition.
Oh, and if anyone can broker a peace treaty between my two warring sibling factions, that'd be awesome. I'm contemplating a remote sheep station with no internet, a roll of wire and a loooooooooooong fence to build :p
