I got my results while I was on holiday (more about that later). I got a first in my dissertation that I was so worried about – leading Mr Newt to say “I told you so” in an annoying manner for about 3 days – and got a First overall. To say I’m delighted is an understatement. I’m really relieved and happy, the last three years has been well worth it.

I start my new job as a “Midwife”, not a “Student Midwife”, but a proper, fully qualified Midwife next week. I’m excited, but also really nervous – and I don’t like the uniform!

As I write this I’m having a cup of coffee out of a mug some friends bought me after I looked after their cats when they were on holiday. On one side it says “Ultra Sound Midwife” and on the other it says “Proud to be a 100% qualified, caring, encouraging, one more push, reassuring Midwife”. I was too superstitious to use it before I got my results – but now, I can drink from it with impunity!

Well, Mr Boo came home. Completely oblivious to the trouble he’d caused. He took up so much of the bed last night that I was compelled to measure him. When stretched into his favourite sleeping position he measures over 32 inches. That’s a lot of cat to have to share a bed with!

I finished reading Deception Point by Dan Brown last night. No where near as entertaining as the Da Vinci Code. The characters were extraordinarily slow and stupid to say they were supposed be highly intelligent. I’ve got his other two books as well, but I hope they’re better than this one, else I might not actually manage to finish them. Now reading “Surely you’re joking Mr Feynman”. Slightly odd style, but so far light and entertaining.

Other good news, I called about my job today, and they’ve managed to find me 7.5 more hours, so I’m now full time – which will please my bank manager no end! Might also make it easier when we come to move house.

Had our last day at Uni last week. The night before, we all went out for a meal and drinks. The following day we didn’t really have any work to do, with it being the last day – just said goodbye to everyone really. Seemed very strange, not real in a way. I can’t believe that I won’t see everyone again until graduation, and I may never go back to Uni. Very odd feeling. Though I’m sure I will end up going back, I’ll probably get lured back and do my Masters at some point. Just not quite yet.

Yesterday was my last ever placement day (as long as I’ve managed to add up my hours properly!). It felt really strange – kind of a big anti-climax really. I’m going out with all the girls from my course tonight though – so that should be fun, especially as I haven’t seen much of them in the last few months. Then tomorrow is my last uni day ever. I still have to wait until September 21st for my results though, and I’m refusing to get excited or celebrate in any way until then.

On the down side, BBC has gone AWOL. Finally fed up of constantly having pills shoved down his throat, I think he’s giving us the cold shoulder. Please come home soon Mr Boo – I miss you lying on my legs at night (even if it gives me a bad back from lying in a funny position all night).