I love my job. I know that not many people get to say that, and that it certainly won’t be the case for ever.

But right now: I love my job.

It is exhausting. It causes physical pain from aching muscles, sometimes. I have a desk, which I share with dead insects. When I got there on Friday, I had a ‘present’ on my desk: a tiger-skin rug with big creepy black holes where the eyes used to be. It is so cold in the house that I’d be better off going and standing in the greenhouse. I have to wear two pairs of socks to stop my feet going numb. I might start using a pedometer to track how many miles I walk over that house every week – if I don’t have gorgeously toned legs by the end of this year, there is NO JUSTICE.

I really love it. I hope it stays this great for as long as possible, and I hope I continue to appreciate it too. The time will come when I get fed up with it, when I get too tired and it becomes too easy. But right now it is EVERYTHING that I worked for, for the last year and a half of my life. And it was worth it – I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

Do you like my new headband, by the way? I’m loving it. I feel all Women’s Land Army in it, and it makes me look spookily like my great aunts.

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