So. My application for PR has been handed in this week. Now I just need to wait for a decision. I am feeling strangely numb about it. I thought there would be a little bit of trepidation but no, nothing at all.
I still want to leave this country eventually. Any shred of affection I had for this land has now disappeared. It will be a few years before we can leave, I think, but at least it’s something we can start working towards.
In other news, I have joined a powerlifting club. I have had a few training sessions there and it has been great. The people there all seem very friendly, and there are some very experienced lifters and competitors there who I can learn from.
It will be a nice, sociable addition to my solitary gym workouts.