Time is certainly going quickly this year. I stepped out today into the warmth of the spring sunshine and realised that we are now far rid of winter and the warmth of spring entwined with summer will soon be among us.
My rather tired vlog last night did not really get into the grasp of what I was trying to say, then again after travelling on a train for 4 hours even getting my own name out of my mouth would have been an achievement. But it really has hit me that time is running out for me, and fast.
At the end of 2009 I made the decision to move to Sweden after the winter of 2010/11, it gave me ample time to not only complete my learning of Swedish but also research as much as I could about the county, make new friends, a new network of professional writers and then move with everything in tact.
Now here we are less than ten months until my move and I am panicking like a fish about to be eaten by an alligator. Whilst my reading and writing is fairly up to scratch I have had little in the way of speaking. Around two years ago I was more than converse, I was nearly fluent but it’s like driving a different type of car, after a while you just forget. When I am watching SVT I can sometimes understand every word, then there are the other times where I cannot understand a thing.
My knowledge of the country is at a good standard. The friends are beginning to grow, but I am far behind with so little time to complete this all. I’m in the middle of writing a script; I still have “Highland Equinox to finish” and on top of that launching my own business in August.
So the yellow and blue flag is rapidly approaching to say “Valkommen!” but I am really swimming uphill backwards in order to be as ready as I would like. This is a true race against time.
