Week 4 in London has been a little tougher than previous weeks for a few reasons and I have to tell you that on Wednesday night, I had a little cry. Let me explain.
I am working on a project that is very time sensitive and even though I am working with a lovely group of people, we are under pressure to deliver training to over 900 staff in a short period of time. I have got SO much information to get my head around that at times I need a moment. I have to say that overall, I think it’s going well in that as each week goes by, I feel more comfortable with all the new info, but it’s very intense.
This week has been a little tougher as we went straight into pilot sessions for delivery and even though this went well and there were some friendly faces, it’s tiring as I feel like we were fully concentrating the entire day. On both Monday and Tuesday evening I had prep to do for the following day and so on Wednesday night when I had nothing to do, I floundered a little. I had been basically going Travelodge>Work>Travelodge for 2 ½ days and so with a night on my own stretching before me, I was just bumbling around my hotel room, wishing I had made better plans.
I think on Wednesday, the city was grinding on me a bit and quite honestly I think it dawned on me that in that moment that I missed home. M was at his running group and so when I thought he would be back, I asked him to FaceTime me. FaceTime doesn’t work that great, but even just seeing his gorgeous face for a minute made me burst into tears. I just had a cry for 5 minutes which honestly gave me the relief I needed and after a brilliant chat with M, I felt 100% better. He reassured me and said all the right things to make me feel better and carry on kicking ass!
I don’t think it helped that the previous night I didn’t sleep that well and I was tired. And I need my sleep.
Thankfully my wobble didn’t last long and he had me laughing before the end of our call – thank god! I have one more week in London and then not too much travelling after that. I have the odd away weeks in Leicester or Birmingham, but I will think about that a bit nearer the time!
But even though my week was a bit harder, I did have a good week. I achieved lots and the work thing is going ok. My view from my hotel room showed the lights of the city and seeing M on Thursday night when he picked me up from the station made me feel so loved, that I could have burst! I loved him even more when he suggested a Nandos. He know’s me too well 💜 G x
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