holidays!

Exhaustion had set in!

I was now at a crossroads, for the best part of 9 months I had been swapping my wares with all my energy I was tired of it all. I had taken a jar of fat and turned it into a bag of hair, I had then made six bricks out of the hair, and then swapped those bricks for a vending machine, two clocks two cameras, a first aid kit, some car boot items, a chicken coop, a pool pump and fizzy drinks machine. From here I went on and gave out hundreds of eggs to people, I'd swapped other things for cameras projectors, engraving machines, I'd held six outdoor art performances and made two hairy chairs, and I'd also got my original jar of fat back and secured a rusty old moped over in France. I was completely exhausted, I knew this because my wife told me "Lester you're completely exhausted" I never took holidays, I hadn't had a holiday in six years, we both needed a holiday, I knew this because my wife also told me " we both need a holiday". So without further ado we booked a holiday, saw the sun, and relaxed. Time to think........time for a rethink!

Stressed holiday face!

Post-holiday decisions..........

I came back from Tenerife calm, tanned, and with a man with a plan. I was going to put an end to my childishness, I had accomplished a lot, I had started with a jar of fat, I swapped a lot of things, and I got my jar of fat back-I should have been grateful for this adventure alone. I was also very conscious that I has exhausted all my Facebook friends, I had hit them with one project after another and I was scarred of boring everyone with my antics. Realistically, I had a rusty moped in France waiting for me, but I had no money to allow me to go and get it. I decided my priority was to look for another part time job to run alongside my job at the Uni. As luck would have it, Shelley (my long suffering wife), found an advertisement for something that was right up my street. I knew this because she told me "Lester, I think this job is right up your street". The job was a support worker, working with 16-25 year old people. I had no experience but I figured that a very long time ago I had once been 16 and also 25, so I could relate to being in that situation a little bit. I went for an interview and to my surprise got the job. Overnight I had doubled my working week from two, to four days, this pleased my bank manager no end, and the extra work kept my crazy wandering brain on the right track. Paradoxically I was also tackling my PhD, in all the mayhem I somehow found time amongst both jobs to read more academic books, and also write a little bit of my thesis. As my PhD was a practice based one where I was to make a handful of short films, I also got a large portion of filming done. The swapping project was well and truly on the back burner....I was moving on with my life.....