Cloakroom Design, Work Party and Another Letdown!

A bit of a mixed emotional bag as has become the usual for 2022. All about the utility room, celebrating the highs and lows. 

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I ended up going to work for a half day, after the disaster with the snow storm and being stranded at my sisters until the early hours of the morning. When I got back, I spent a couple hours unpacking the toilet and sink and putting them in different arrangements just to make sure it was perfect. Ultimately, I decided to have the sink centralised under the window and then the have the toilet next to that. The boiler will also be going into a cupboard, so there will be a white wall next to it almost. 

My joy and excitement for the utility room was very short lived, because the next day, it was cancelled. The plumber had a baby the week before and apparently hadn't realised the transition to parenthood would be quite hard and his partner would want him home. Nevertheless, despite delaying everything once again and meaning I had to cancel the builder (my dad), plasterer and painter, it did force me to concentrate on my essay writing. One day, my hair was annoying me so I put my hair massager in to keep it out of the way in a funny looking bun. 

From not so glam, to glam. I did take a short break to head to my work Christmas party. The food was delicious, although not very much of it and the whole thing was super overpriced, including drinks, which is annoying when I don't drink wine that was provided for free (8 bottles for a table of 10). It was the first non-family event I had been to since covid and whilst it was going well at first, I ended up feeling so overwhelmed and out of place. I feel like I've had social anxiety since covid and I'm continuing to avoid crowded places. I hope it passes soon. 

To end the week, I finally finished and submitted my first Masters assignment. In all honesty, it wasn't my best work at all and I was going through a really difficult emotional period. I'm sure I'll talk more about it next year but I felt like I was going through all the heartbreak of a breakup again, although so much rawer because my heart was aching for two men and knowing neither of them wanted me, but couldn't rule out the future, was a struggle. Nevertheless, the work is submitted and I think it will be difficult for it to be failed, but I'm not sure I'll be getting the distinction I had wanted.