The Dog Days Are Over

Three months. That's how long I've been living in the UK. Though that might sound exciting to some, I'll be honest: I've spent about 90% of that time sitting on the couch (usually in sweatpants) looking for a job. Job hunting is challenging at the best of times, but considering I've been in a foreign country, living in a small-ish town where I know next to no one and lacking the funds to take advantage of the free time I've had on my hands... well, at times it felt downright depressing.

Roughly 60 or so job applications, four interviews and countless hours spent taking laptop selfies with Ben's dog Herbie later, I am happy to report that I have found a job! Come January, I'll be working as a Support Administrator for a specialist fundraising/direct marketing agency - in London! Neither Ben nor I have ever lived in such a massive city, so moving there will be an exciting change for both of us. Plus, it sounds like I'll get to learn a lot at my new job, which I'm really looking forward to.

I don't want to sound like my time in the UK has been all bad so far, because it definitely hasn't: I had a spectacular 25th birthday, have taken advantage of having beautiful English countryside on my doorstep and, perhaps best of all, really got to know Ben's lovely family. That said, these past few months have also been filled with a lot more stress, self-doubt and sheer exhaustion than I would consider ideal. Thankfully, the dog days are over - London here we come!

Some photos of Herbie and I over the last few months - I'm sure gonna miss this pooch!