As of last Wednesday, I am no longer an intern, and it is wonderful. I feel so liberated and elevated about this gift of time that I received. To be fair, I haven't done much yet with this time, not many productive or recreational things at least, as I have been relaxing the hell out of myself. Much needed relaxation! Working two jobs for six months can be very draining, which became increasingly noticeable in the last couple of weeks. The pub became busier due to the whole Christmas situation and work at the internship became more boring and unfulfilling. It sounds like a third-world problem to compalain about having nothing to do at work, but believe me, it can get to you, especially if you're the type of person who likes to be buzzing at work once in a while. And then of course sometimes stuff like this happens:
Days like these don't exactly help in making you feel better about your work situation (and yes, I admit, I was being particulary lazy with my lunch that day, what with all the Campell's going on).
Anyhow, I am finished and in hindsight I am glad that I went through with it instead of quitting early. I am not a believer in doing things you don't enjoy just because "you have to" for professional reasons. I always think it's a waste of time and energy to do stuff just because for some reason you feel obliged to do so,or feel like you can't change your situation. Because then you end up a bitter, complaining person and that is not very nice for yourself and others. I went through with it because it was only a 6 month deal, if it had been longer than that, I would have quit to save myself from becoming a nagging and unhappy old hag.
To celebrate, Pete and I went to the Queen Vic Market and had ourselves a nice Sri Lankan Street Food dinner and a yummy Sangria, which tasted more like cold mulled wine. This was very much to my liking since it is Christmas time and I am having a hard time getting into the mood. That way I had my first little Christmas-in-summer sparkle.
