i am drinking a beer. the day dragged insanely. off to parents house shortly for dinner though not eating till after 4 as it's a street church day and my mum is busy washing up and judging people 
hope it's a bit of a nightmare actually. very little to do in the day and very much in limbo at the minute. i hope i will be starting my MSc this autumn (application and references went well but have an interview to get through at the end of may) but obviously that's a way off. i seem to live in a bit of a... i don't know - a desert shall we say (not sure if i've spelt that the sandy way or the sugary way but reckon you know which i mean
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i am 'the only single mum in the village'. i'm of a different sort of education and social and life experience background to the mums - not that that bothers me but it does perhaps bother them tbf. i live in a part of the country that has very limited 'stuff' going on. it's all marriage, behind closed doors, work, money, conservatory building blah and very little else - unless you count pubs where old male alcoholics hang out of a daytime.
i know how excuse making this all sounds but honestly there is bugger all to do or involve myself in. those who've known me for a while know that several times i've tried to get volunteering but reached dead ends with organisations never getting back to you or being short on funding therefore abandoning volunteer programmes etc. most recently i was desperately trying to volunteer in a localish hospice and the OT team were really keen to have me but the volunteer coordinator you have to go with is incapable of answering an email it seems and when she does it's with a guarantee that she will speak to x and get back to you but she never does 
and there honestly are no aa meetings here other than late night old male homeless boys ones in the red light district in the nearest town which is about 5miles away. feel like sometimes people don't believe me when i say that because it sounds like others have tons of meetings of different kinds and client groups etc. not here.
i used to live in big cities and at other times overseas in a beach/traveller type environment when i was teaching scuba. moving back to my home town has had a lot of consequences and then i had my son and ended up moving to a village. i know how i have to reach out and get back into life but pragmatically it really is challenging. i used to have quite a demanding career but illness and a shitey employer put a stop to that and i have to negotiate within my limitations now.
i am most definitely in a rut and keep trying to get out of it. and i'm pretty sure my drinking is rut decorating itms. if you live in a cage you try to make it comfy - i think booze makes my cage a little comfier.
so sorry for the epic post.