Kissing Steve's mackeral
Sorry I have been so remiss about posting. Just kind of got out of the swing of it and since I am on the computer all day these days, posting, just seemed more onerous than it should. No excuse really. Because I have lots to say.
Lunch with the girls, Pam, Kay and me
Life has been plugging along. Getting things going for life in Britain takes time. Time to get your NHS number, your National Insurance number, a doctor’s appointment, a dentist appointment and so on. Just trying to get my ducks lined up after almost two years tripping the light fantastic. A bit of a change to say the least.
... so the answer to that is what?
Not sure where I am ultimately going to live yet. Brighton still is appealing to me but I have not checked it out yet. A little closer to London and a hopping place to live, from what I understand. I am really craving having my own place. This is not to say that I am not grateful for all the hospitality being shown by my friends in the interim, but it is always better to have your own space/domicile.
Steve and I looking ever so photogenic
Anyway, just babbling a bit here. I am now an official Striving Styles practitioner so everyone is likely under my analyzing scrutiny whether they realize it or not. Just natural when you are a practitioner. I find it quite fun too. For the most part, once people are assessed, I have been bang on in my guesses. I may just have a knack for this. But then again I am a performer. So if you want to be assessed to find out what thinking/striving style you are, just let me know and we can work it out. It really is good stuff with useful information and a roadmap workbook to help you make real improvements. I really am quite excited about this and its potential.
Elle dancing for me