Continued with my work for NZHerald today, but was then interrupted by family obligations.
Had to take Sister to airport so she could fly back to Christchurch. I actually want her back. Didn’t want her to return to Christchurch. Frankly, I don’t want anyone I know there at the moment, but that’s not going to happen.
The situation is what it is. We move on as best we can.
When I returned home finally, after running Mother on a few errands too. I finished the work I was doing and my work for the Herald came to an end.
Oh well, it was good experience and it made me realise how much I actually love what I do. I can’t wait to find a new job again. It’s given me another boost to find that job. It’s given me the momentum again.
I noticed that my writing speed has increased too. Or, the turn around from interviewing the sources to filing a story that I’m happy with.
So overall, it was a good experience and I can add it to my CV.
It also got me out of the rut that I was slowly falling into without even realising. I had put everything on hold, now two weeks ago, and hadn’t started anything again. Sure you need the time off, but you can’t leave it too long.
I think I can say my healing has officially begun. I guess I will still have my days or moments over the coming months, or even years, but I’m past the initial grief. If any of you understand what I’m saying. I don’t think any of this is making any sense – and I’m the one writing it!
DOES NOT BODE WELL.
Anyway, had a good chuckle on twitter tonight with the #eqnzpickuplines. I was in a weird mood and it brought me out of it. Had me cracking up and in tears. I feel so much better after having a good laugh. I don’t think I have laughed like that in a long time. Especially not in the last two weeks.
I hope other people had a good laugh too. Those that possibly need it more than me.