On Wednesday, I left you hanging somewhere in January 2023 when I had finally signed up for an interior design course. I was still in my teaching job and my role was getting busier and busier.
In case you missed them, or you’re new here (welcome!), here are the links to the first two parts of this career change journey:
I was snatching evenings and parts of weekends to work on my design course, but my full time job was sapping so much energy from me that it was slow going and I was miserable.
In part, I think I was miserable because I was discovering that there was more out there yet I still felt trapped. I was certainly also miserable because I find winter to be a difficult time of year. Working full-time with a 45 minute commute meant that I would leave my house at 7am (in the dark) and never arrive home before 5:30pm (also in the dark).
As you will have gathered from my previous post, I love my home. I’ve spent years lovingly and carefully curating it and I desire nothing more than to spend time there. It’s my haven, my sanctuary. It is cosy and warm and most of our furniture and belongings have been painstakingly selected and acquired because they contribute to that sense of hygge. So, going to work in the dark and cold every weekday of winter makes me unhappy. This is especially true in January and February when Christmas is but a distant memory.