After my last post we’ve made a couple of changes. Scary, changes… But they needed to happen and you can’t make progress if you don’t make changes right?
Firstly we’ve quit our jobs. This terrifies me even writing this. Mentally and physically neither of us are doing great though, so we really couldn’t continue down that road. We will of course be looking for work straight away because of the type of people we are, but after so long we could probably use a little break. Going on the average person’s work hours, we have crammed 7 years into three and a half. My last time sheet was 400 hours in a month, that is not normal.
Secondly we’ve moved back to Bristol. This is going to be very hard to get used to as we’re so used to the quiet countryside. Being in the city and in such close proximity to other people is going to be intense. Especially now that things are beginning to open up again.
I think the best way to describe how we’re feeling is burnt out. We’ve worked a lot longer at this job than we said we would, and put up with a lot more crap than we said we would. It’s been great for saving but that’s about it. For three and a half years every day has started at 4am and finished at 7pm. Not much time for sleep or a social life so you can imagine we’re feeling a little odd. We’re still on good terms with the farm and we’re going to borrow Megan sometimes, as I can’t cope with not seeing her again. It’s just going to be a strange adjustment.
On the plus side, I can finally sort out my errands and get myself back to the gym. Also I’ll be posting a lot more which means I’ll actually be going out a lot more. I feel so weird, perhaps this is what people feel like when they finally retire?
So much free time… Aghhh!!!