In less than two months I will be back in uni as a third year. Scary.
Since the last time I said anything to you lot on here, sorry, I have been busy busy busy. Set up the show with the third years. Spent a couple of days covered in paint. My turn this year (eek)! Actually finished the brief on love tokens and was so proud of what came out of the months of crying and arguing with myself and others (sorry Cath). Got amazing grades back. Went home and spent two weeks knitting.
In between knitting and sleeping (and other major human needs) I have been thinking and writing down many messed up notes of what I need to do in these last two months of 'summer'. It all involves money and time. Which just seems to be disappearing. I have also gotten myself a small placement here in Carmarthen which involves painting and knitting and general shop work which is what I want to go into when I finish my degree. And I thought that I had finished painting when the show was all finished. Ha!
In amongst all if this I have the task of moving house again. So it is a good chance to find out that I have too much stuff and that it is mainly fabric and wool. Infact three boxes of wool! 😳
I'm now getting exited about third year, as much as I will be sad to leave carmarthen and leave behind many lovely people I'm sure I'll find my way back here from time to time and that this last year is going to be the best one yet.
Now back to unpacking to pack again and then unpack.
Adios.
