First day back at uni & the saga of my mouldy wall

Today has been a really excellent day. First of all my student loan should have arrived, I haven't actually checked but I'm presuming it did. I got up and went and did a food shop, the first I've done in a few weeks without checking the cost of absolutely everything. I didn't have any classes until 2pm - welcome to the world of the honours year student, 5 hours contact time a week and the rest to be spent reading and working at home/library/cafe/...

I spent the morning reading for my seminar then mooched on over to uni. The seminar was for my Joyce & Style course. I was a little apprehensive because I had started to think that taking a whole course in Joyce was a mistake. As it turned out I slipped right back into work mode and was really getting into it. There were the handful of private school idiots that talk and talk and actually say very little - this uni is littered with them - but overall I really enjoyed it.

I had work at 5.30pm. The shop was packed with students buying texts and stationery. I've just eaten and now have a few hours to myself, my blog and my knitting before bed.

It's so good to be back into some kind of routine.

Tomorrow I'm off all day though it's bound to be stressful. Before we took over the lease on the flat there was a leak in the bathroom which came through to my bedroom wall and has created a 1x1.5m patch of black and white mould on the wall. Things were set in place to get it fixed and last week the insurers paid the landlord and the work was authorized to begin. A guy from the company doing the repairs, which involve stripping the plaster off the wall, drying it with a de-humidifier, re-plastering and re-painting, called today and said work could begin as soon as I'd moved out and the room had been emptied. I explained to him, as I had done before, that I wasn't moving out because I have no where to go and they'd have to make do with my possessions being moved out and furniture covered. I told him I had to sleep there every night and wanted to hold them to a two week time scale for completion of the work. He wasn't pleased, not angry just not prepared to set a day until he'd spoken to his boss. He's calling me back tomorrow to discuss it.

Raymond and Stanley observe the ever-worsening wall!

I could really do without this grief right now. I'm just beginning the busiest year of my academic experience and sleeping on someone's sofa for a fortnight is going to disrupt my work so much. I had been quite calm about the whole problem but now I can feel myself beginning to fret, a nasty habit I get from my Mum. We'll just have to see what the man says tomorrow.

I rang Ali earlier, it was his first day at uni today too. It must have been a bit odd considering he graduated nearly four years ago. He seemed to have had an alright day. I can't wait to see him. I find myself ringing daily to see how he's doing which is making me feel like a pest. Life will be easier when he's got credit and a landline. Still, I see him on Thursday so it's all good really. This long distance thing will just take a little getting used to.

I think I'll spend the rest of my evening watching a couple of Sopranos and working on one of my many knitting projects. I'll pick Joyce back up tomorrow.