So, how is living in Ireland going?

I review this on a daily basis. I am like a rollercoaster of emotions, heart on sleeve yet closed book.

Since November, when a shift change was called in at work, I have been working a Thursday - Sunday shift. Initially for a 3 month period, however, this has been extended, and extended again, to what is now quite a considerable stretch. This makes me extremely unhappy.
A 3 day weekend is ideal, however when these 3 fall on days opposite to my nearest & dearest it doesn't bode well for my home visits/vw shows/social events in general.

However.
I still feel I am in a very lucky position.
Moving here was a gamble. A BIG gamble.
Things were changing in my life, friends were changing, i was changing, yet everything around me was so stagnant.
The same people, the same places. The same minimum wage jobs, the 7 days a week working, and my ever increasing debts.
And what was to keep me at home. My Mum. The strongest, most inspirational woman I could ever wish to meet. I wanted to stay and see her every day, but I wanted to make her proud and grasp this opportunity to change my life and work towards my goals.
This said. Seeing my her once a month SUCKS.
But as I keep saying. 'It's for the greater good'

This year, we took my Mum to see Pompeii, forfilled a lifetime ambition.
It's Glastonbury in less than 2 months!!!
I am travelling to Florida for road trips and fun times with my bestest Hazeltron. And I am planning a visit to an old friend in Maine with my Ma and sis :)

In conclusion. I still don't know how I feel about being here.
But I know I can feel my Airstream dream edging closer to me as I travel and knit my way through life.

I'm 28 in 3 months and eventually finding my feet at last.

Vegan hugs JJTBV x