quiet time

This has been the quiet, uneventful part of my time at home. The main points have been having lots of the family round just after Christmas, meeting up with a few friends for coffee and shopping and then a trip to London.
I may live in England, but I can pretty much say that this was the most time I've spent in London and was without a doubt the most touristy since it included a trip on the London eye and a mooch around the Tate (Some mental guy made millions of ceramic sunflower seeds - all in the name of modern art). I'm not including the time I went with my family as a child. The only thing I remember is looking at dinosaurs, which people tell me means we went to the museum of natural history. I liked the dinosaurs. Anyway, visiting London is like haemorrhaging money. I'm not even exaggerating. Since I stayed with a friend I didn't have to pay for accomodation but over 2 days I managed to spend over £100 and I'm not entirely sure what on. However, I'm pretty sure it was entirely worth it because I got to spend time with 4 fabulous people, none of whom I have seen in over a year, nearly 3 in the case of Aaron.
Sadly that is mostly all I've done so far. I have lots of plans for the upcoming month though so I shall be a very busy girl. I'm not sure how much time I will actually have to spend at home. That means that I don't have masses of time to write my year abroad project (mostly because I want it finished before I go to Austria not because of a looming deadline) or to get organised for my teaching assistantship. Speaking of, I had to spend my Christmas money on suitable clothes. This fact makes me feel grown up, in a bad way. I'm quite happy buying things on a whim or fancy rather than necessity. Other than food. That comes under both usually.
So yes, the time for doing nothing or at least very little has come to an end. Less pondering and reminiscing, more being a busy little bee slash social butterfly flitting around from town to town.