Nouveaux Debuts

New beginnings.
So my friends, eventful week for me so far.

Both not entirely surprisingly and completely out of the blue in equal measure, I was made redundant on Tuesday.

Now, this is the second time in 2 years so I’m now thinking of turning semi-professional, except this time we’re talking a job I hated and had almost quit fortnightly for the last 12 months……

After my initial incredulity at the situation, which rendered me almost entirely speechless for 10 minutes straight, a rarity as you know, a kind of calm set in. The calm was them replaced almost immediately by the need to grin like a chimp. I’m not sure if that was just some minor Victorian style lady-hysteria – “loosen her corsets and pass the smelling salts Agatha”, or just the dawning realisation that in a few short days I would actually be free.

It’s fair to say that if I’d found this job on say Tinder, and we’d been matched on actual compatibility, personality, life goals etc, and not an overly Instagram filtered profile picture, we wouldn’t have even made it to the first date. This relationship was one-sided from the off, but still, forever the optimist, you hope against hope that with perseverance and effort that you can change things for the better.

For the past few months, like Hugh Grant in the film About a Boy, I’ve gotten through the working day by dividing it into units of time. Making it until 10.30, lunchtime. 2.30, 5.00. Making it through Monday, scraping through until Wednesday, celebrating achieving Thursday lunchtime, willing it to Friday at 5.00pm. Then lamenting the whooshing sound the weekend made as it shot past. Then repeat.

This is no way to live your life.

This time, unlike last time, first priority is to take some time out to think about what I want to do next and do some things just for me (us) which is very exciting.

The last few days have been tinged with some sadness though, because I Ieave behind a lot of very lovely people, some of whom have been so kind as to say some very nice things to me this week. I’m sure you’re confusing me with someone else, but thank-you all the same, I really do appreciate it. I’ll miss you guys.

There’s lots more I could say, but for now I’ll leave you with these….

No-one gets remembered for the things they didn’t do. Frank Turner.

I have an extensive collection of name-tags and hair-nets. Wayne Campbell.

 

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