I still don't know what I'm doing with this blog. In fact, I still don't know what I'm doing with my life.
I can feel the time wasting away. The last six months have been horrific. I have been sitting, waiting to get pregnant again; waiting for life to get back onto the track that I believed it should be on.
I started a job last week; working as a lunchtime supervisor at a primary school. I thought it would give me something to do and maybe some clue as to whether I should go into teaching. I am still undecided, and at 37, it's getting a bit late in the day to not know what to do with your life.
I cannot express the frustration of feeling lost and not knowing your place in the world.
On top of that, I'm sick, so I am not exactly in the best place.
It seems to me that most of this blog, despite the best intentions has been a bit of a moany space.
I've come to accept that and I'm just going to go with it. When life changes, so will the content of the blog, I guess.
