OK, I started the process of signing on yesterday. It was very odd as two of the people there I knew, one was an old friend who I actually trust and the other is a person I wouldn't trust to keep the data protection act as far as I could spit, with very deep links to someone who made a chunk of my past bloody miserable.
However if I can manage it, I will get a new job within a couple of months and until then it gives me time to write, finish the house and try not to get incredibly stressed about the fact that I have no job.
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Saturday 7 August 2010
Monday 2 August 2010
An entirely new situation
As of tomorrow I am officially and completely without employment, for the first time in ten years. I'm also in full possession of a mortgage, for the first time ever. I know how I'm now meant to feel, panicked and stressed. The fact is I'm simply not. I suffer from being boring. I like nothing better than staying in and writing. (OK, I lie, I like to write in the garden) My savings will last me a few months and the state is there for a reason, but I have one worry.
Who am I now? When asked questions about myself, my answer was generally as follows; job, family, friends, hobbies, cat. Without the job, there is a massive gap in my life. The job I've just left meant me working around sixty hours per week. That is a massive chunk of time and part of the reason I decided to quit. The job had become my life, I hadn't seen a lot of friends or family in months and I have yet to actually deal with the two deaths in my family in the last year. So, there I went, bad idea maybe, my best option, definitely. People keep saying it makes me brave, I keep thinking I must be mad...Oh wait I forgot my meds this morning, but here we go, whole new ballgame.
Saying all that I am waiting with bated breath (God I hate that phrase) to hear from the place I went for an interview with on Friday. Yeah, I'm conflicted, get used to it, because without a job, I'm not completely sure what to do with myself.
Anyone out there with a job that doesn't involve manual labour or the adult film industry, because hell there are loads out there for that, and I'm just...no...Call me
Who am I now? When asked questions about myself, my answer was generally as follows; job, family, friends, hobbies, cat. Without the job, there is a massive gap in my life. The job I've just left meant me working around sixty hours per week. That is a massive chunk of time and part of the reason I decided to quit. The job had become my life, I hadn't seen a lot of friends or family in months and I have yet to actually deal with the two deaths in my family in the last year. So, there I went, bad idea maybe, my best option, definitely. People keep saying it makes me brave, I keep thinking I must be mad...Oh wait I forgot my meds this morning, but here we go, whole new ballgame.
Saying all that I am waiting with bated breath (God I hate that phrase) to hear from the place I went for an interview with on Friday. Yeah, I'm conflicted, get used to it, because without a job, I'm not completely sure what to do with myself.
Anyone out there with a job that doesn't involve manual labour or the adult film industry, because hell there are loads out there for that, and I'm just...no...Call me
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