You Know You're Homesick When....

I went to this place at the city center today after work called Selfridges, which is a department store which also sells food. Well, this place offers some American food items that you can't get at normal grocery stores that I have been missing. They had Quaker instant oatmeal which I have really been wanting, and I ended up spending 6 pounds ($12) on this pack of 10 packets of instant oatmeal. Way too much, I know, but I wanted it.

I have really not been liking my work. It's all child protection and dealing with child abuse and adoption, so you get a lot of angry parents. It's very stressful. It's probably the worst social work job there could possibly be, but the pay is so good. I just hope I can stick it out the six months I'm supposed to be here. It's only been two weeks and I already want to quit.

Today I got to go to another office for some training in the initial referal process, and I got this really cute guy to show me how it's done. He was from Wales, and his name is Gareth. How much more Welsh can you get? I guess there are some perks to this job. Everyone in the office kept commenting on my accent and how much they loved it. It was so weird. I've gotten that a lot over here, actually, people telling me I have a "lovely" accent. Today, this one guy I was working on a protection order with kept making me pronounce "Birmingham" because I guess I pronounce it different than everyone else.

Tomorrow I'll be driving down to Newquay in Cornwall, and it can't come too soon. I need a break.