So it’s been a while since I last wrote – six months in fact, but who’s counting?
The end of 2014 was really busy which is why I never got round to writing another post after October, and then 2015 got off to a pretty naff start too and I didn’t have anything good to share.
So, about two months ago I was made redundant from my first ever proper journalism job. It was pretty upsetting, but I’ve finally got myself sorted out, ish, and I’m actually working again. The four weeks of Jeremy Kyle mornings were pretty hard going, but now I’m full time again I actually quite miss it.
In terms of my arthritis – which, let’s face it, is why we are all here – everything is pretty good. Had a little steroid injection in my dodgy right elbow (funnily enough the day before I got made redundant, which made for a doubly painful and teary drive back home to Keighley for my mum and dad to take pity on me) a few weeks back. It’s a lot looser and less painful, but my arm feels oddly weak still. I’ve also had a few comedy moments with my deliveries for my etanercept, but I will save that for another post.
Other than that, I’ve been for a little reunion trip to see my Lancaster uni pals, graduated from Sheffield uni and been to Dublin for the weekend. Oh, and at the end of last year my parents got me a car. She is called DS Anna Travis and I love her. Except, in the nature of bad things coming in threes (after I lost my job and got rejected from another job I had applied for), I bashed the side of my car on a pillar in the building car park.
Anyway, that’s all for now. But I promise (and this time, I really mean it. Because I’m trying this new thing where I sort my life out) I will be blogging again soon.